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

left the kitchen, thinking Serana’s

comforting.

perusing the stack of

charm that struck

out her hand. Puzzled, he took

looked at him with faint disgust. “I wanted you

smells nice,” he

So you like the scent of

pulled her down beside him, his brow

Washing dishes?”

tighter, withdrawing her

work.”

reached into the drawer

hand cream. He squeezed

to massage

scent of flowers filled the air.

kissed

that

an eyebrow, admiring her well-cared-for hands. “Fine,

won’t make it difficult for

laughed, shaking his head as he gently tugged at her ear. “Staying

tonight?”

gave him a languid look. “Not going

hand still on her

hand away. “Of course. But

you’re thinking about are

frown deepened at her

shoulder. “No room

books on the coffee table.

cut him off

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

frustration, Boyd swept the books off the table, scooped Yasmine into

and headed for the

tomorrow night,

bed and

still here.

removed her hand. “She’ll

out of his embrace. “Then

doing it under the watchful eyes

she wasn’t joking, Boyd sat up

out of bed. “I’m going to

shower, Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom. She

intending to get

Boyd was speaking with a detached tone

graduation. You’re

he said.

think

silent for a moment before conceding,

it’s up to you.”

sigh of relief.

their

about what it entailed.

bedroom, Serana stood up from the sofa,

on her for a moment. “I’ve got

glass of water. “It’s at the

temperature.”

watching Serana pick up

it in the trash. She

reminded her of the way Bryson’s wife, Aliza, would play

She would cook a table of dishes that

house until it was spotless,

she prepared the meal.

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