He untied his apron and grumbled, "You ungrateful girl. I can't believe I wasted so much effort making you breakfast."

There were dark splotches on his handsome face, and his usual aloof demeanor was gone. To any stranger, he looked just like another average person, a likable one, even.

Rosalynn's heart softened. She walked over and circled her arms around his waist, then stood on her toes to kiss him on the Lips

“I am so grateful and touched. My handsome is so awesome and talented. I definitely hit the jackpot."

It wasn't very poetic by most standards, but Brian was immensely pleased with her words.

“My pleasure."

Rosalynn reached up to wipe the smudges off his cheek.

“Why did you want to make breakfast, anyway? Is this another one of your grand gestures?"

Brian playfully narrowed his eyes at her and pulled her in an embrace.

“Exactly. It's my way of showing how much I love you. Did I sweep you off your feet?"

This was a man who had never cooked a single meal to save his life, not even himself. He was also a cold and domineering CEO who had people at his every beck and call. Yet he woke up early, donned an apron, and made breakfast for her. If that wasn't true Love, then Rosalynn doubted she knew what was.

She rose on her tiptoes and kissed him again.

“Yes, I'm very happy."

“Well, don't just say it." Brian's eyes glinted with intent, and his voice had lowered to a deeper register. His fingers began to wander up and down her back, tracing her spine.

Had he gone to all this trouble just to score in bed?

Rosalynn rolled her eyes.

"Stop it. You smell bad. Go and change your clothes first."

Brian pretended to look affronted.

“So, you don’t Like me anymore?

Well, I can't blame you for wanting me to look and smell clean. Why don't you help me, then? Go on, take my robe off for me."

A choked laugh burst from Rosalynn. She poked his arm and said, "Then you'd better let me go first."

“I think we both know that you're perfectly capable of getting me naked even if I don't let you go.”