Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 61

Vivian only remembered now that she had left the spaghetti Bolognese she made for lunch at home as she left in a hurry yesterday.

She figured that Finnick must have eaten one of them and kept the other in the fridge.

Vivian felt embarrassed. She perched on her toes and tried to reach for the serving of spaghetti Bolognese in Finnick’s hand. “You don’t have to eat the leftovers from yesterday. Since I’m here, I’ll make you something fresh.”

Seeing Vivian struggling to get ahold of the spaghetti, Finnick only writhed his lips. Instead of lowering the plate of pasta in his hand, he bent down to face Vivian.

Vivian was shocked by Finnick suddenly moving so close to her. She lost her balance and tripped over. Fortunately, Finnick was quick to react. With one scoop around her waist, he pulled her back upright.

“Be careful,” Finnick muttered under his breath. “No need to make me anything. I really like your spaghetti.”

For some reason, Vivian blushed at Finnick’s words even though they were nothing special. Perhaps it was because of his deep and husky voice.

“If you like my spaghetti then let me make you more.” Vivian was afraid that Finnick would notice her queasiness and lowered her head. “Leftovers are not healthy to eat.”

the time.” Finnick slowly let go of Vivian’s waist and popped the spaghetti into the microwave. “I don’t want to waste food, especially since

Finnick in banter and backed off. She watched as Finnick remove

plate of spaghetti. Even though it was just homemade food, he acted as

Finnick, spoke hesitantly with her two hands clasped together. “I will try to pay

in the middle of

Finnick swallowed the food inside his mouth and uttered with his deep voice,

you mean the promise I made to come to you

gaze to Vivian’s face. “I thought we are close

scalpels that could dissect Vivian’s mind right away. At that moment, Vivian felt as if she was standing naked in front of him. She replied shyly, “It’s not that I don’t think we aren’t close

lips determinedly as she tried to keep her head

her. Still, Vivian could not let herself be

what he initially wanted to say to himself when he saw the

shifted to the spaghetti ahead and had an idea. “It’s okay if you don’t

Vivian was flummoxed as she couldn’t figure out what Finnick needed. He was a man who