After dinner, Yasmine and Serana tidied up the dining area.

“Cleaning up” was a generous term, considering Serana was doing most of the

work.

Yasmine, who had grown up in an orphanage, may not have had the easiest

childhood, but she was never required to do chores like cooking, laundering, or

chopping wood. Once she left the orphanage, such tasks were even further from

her reality. Her hands were soft and beautiful, with slender, pale fingers.

Standing beside Serana at the sink, the most Yasmine would do was to wipe

down the already clean dishes. And she had this air about her, as if she had

done some monumental task that deserved high praise.

Enter title…

Serana wasn’t much of a talker. It seemed ever since Yasmine started dating

Boyd, Serana had become even quieter. The time they spent washing dishes

was particularly tough for her. The moment the last plate was dried, she let out a

sigh of relief and quickly said, “There’s nothing left to do now, Yasmine. You

should get on with your evening.”

Yasmine rinsed her hands under the faucet and watched Serana put away the

dishes. “I’ve always meant to say, you have a real knack for cooking and

cleaning,” she said.d2

Serana paused for a moment, then smiled at her. “I’m just curious about these

things, so I tend to pay more attention. Boyd isn’t too keen on eating out. If you

have the time, I could teach you a few of his favorite dishes.”

Yasmine chuckled and shook her head. “No time for that.”

After putting away the utensils, Serana turned and gave her a strained smile.

“They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. I’m sure Boyd would

be delighted if you cooked for him.”

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach?” Yasmine smirked, looking at

her. “Is that what you thought back then?”

Serana’s smile froze instantly. Her eyes locked with Yasmine’s for a few

seconds before she forced herself to look away, her grip tightening on the edge

of the countertop. “It seems like you’ve misunderstood something about us,”

Serana said softly.

Yasmine observed her for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. “Why so

tense? Who did I misunderstand you with?” she teased.

Serana bit her lip, replying quietly, “Nothing…”

Noticing Serana’s trembling hand on the counter, Yasmine’s eyes sharpened.

you for the meal,” she

didn’t reply, only managing a

kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile

comforting.

perusing the stack of books she’d

that struck a chord with

he took

“I wanted you to smell it, not

nice,”

dishes. So you like the scent

beside him, his

Washing dishes?”

pressed her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I did

work.”

into the drawer under the coffee

He squeezed a generous amount onto Yasmine’s

to

scent of flowers filled the air. Once her hands were

kissed them

that

arched an eyebrow, admiring

so nicely, I won’t

shaking his head as he gently tugged at her ear.

tonight?”

a languid look. “Not going back until you finish my

hand still

away. “Of course.

thinking about are

deepened at her

shoulder. “No room

on the coffee table. “What

Yasmine cut

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

Boyd swept the books off the table,

headed for

night,

laid her down on the bed and leaned over her, Yasmine

here. Have

her hand. “She’ll leave

squirmed out of his embrace. “Then we’ll talk after she leaves. I’m

doing it under the

wasn’t joking, Boyd

bed. “I’m

shower, Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in

stepped out, intending to get

and Boyd was speaking with a

still have two years before graduation. You’re thinking

he said.

“I think my

a moment before

it’s up to you.”

a sigh of

the beginning of their conversation, but she had

about what it entailed.

Serana stood up

moment. “I’ve

and handed Yasmine a glass

temperature.”

watching Serana pick up an orange peel from

and toss it in the trash. She

Bryson’s wife, Aliza, would play

capable wife at home. She would cook a table of dishes that her

tidy the house until it was spotless, and

she prepared the meal.

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