"Anything you make is perfect for me."

Camila then grunted.

"Go freshen up."

She then pulled her hands away from him.

Their house was grand and expansive.

The living room was empty. Rowena and Glenda were busy with Joe in another room.

Camila moved to the kitchen.

She made a shrimp and mushroom fried rice dish.

She also made soup.

Once dinner was ready, Isaac freshened up and walked over, dressed in comfortable pajamas.

He wrapped his arms around her from behind in the kitchen.

Resting his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “That smells heavenly."

“Obviously, I'm an excellent cook," Camila returned, her smile warm.

He whispered huskily into her ear, “I was referring to you."

Cheeks aflame, she jabbed him Lightly with her elbow.

"Enough of that.

Bring the food out. It's dinner time."

"I'll assist you."

Camila directed him to set the food on the table.

Donning a pair of oven gloves, she carried the soup to the table.