Chapter 8 - 8

Chapter 8: CHAPTER 8

Sighing, Eva hastily got dressed. She must speak to him again. Her mind had cleared up somewhat now after her bath, so she might be able to think of a persuasive reason to convince him to let her go. There was no harm trying her luck.

When she reached the living room, Gage was still there but he was dressed now. Thank god! His ridiculously perfect body was truly distracting!

Though... looking at him now, she ended up pinching the skin between her brows because despite him wearing a grey shirt, he still managed to look as distracting as before. Shirtless or not! Damn this man!

Prepared to immediately speak as soon as she reached him, Eva had just halted and opened her mouth when her stomach decided to 'speak up' first.

Silence reigned. A crow flew above them again. Then her stomach gave out another loud growl that could not be ignored.

She face-palmed, her ears reddened hotly with embarrassment. But as she put down her hands and was about to speak to cover the rumbling sounds of her stomach, she was shocked at the sight of him suddenly appearing right before her and squatting down.

Her eyes went as wide as saucers as she looked down at him, wondering what he was up to this time. Before she could say anything, she saw him putting a pair of white slippers before her bare feet. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

Her lips gaped open, never expecting this action from him at all. He looked up, looking absolutely handsome that she had to catch her breath.

"Wear these." He said simply and Eva just blinked at that pair of white house slippers. She was dumbstruck.

When she lifted her eyes, he was sitting across from her, smiling.

"Go on, dig in. This will be good for your hangover." He said, resting his temple against his knuckles as if preparing to watch her eat that way. "You watched me like you were trying to solve an intricate puzzle the entire time I was cooking. I'm sure you will see it if I put something weird in there."

Eva cleared her throat before unceremoniously grabbing the utensils, narrowing her eyes a little at him. She scooped a spoonful of soup, blowing on it to cool it a little before sipping it, allowing it to coat her tongue before swallowing it. And wow! She felt her shoulder relaxing just at the taste of it.

"How is it?" He asked, looking so dazzling that Eva almost choked on her second mouthful.

"It's good," was all she could say. Damn you! How could you cook so well, too? This is bad. I am hungry and this is probably the most delicious chicken noodle soup I have ever tasted! She screamed in her mind. It was warm, with just the right hints of saltiness from the seasonings and sweetness from the root vegetables. The flavours were so simple, yet at the same time so complex.

He just smiled as he watched her devour and enjoyed the soup to the point that she seemed to have forgotten all about his existence before her.

Then he pushed a plate of French toasts before her as well.

Eva was finally jolted out of her soup tasting heaven and stopped drinking before looking up at him. Her eyes narrowed with obvious suspicion now and said, "You're not actually a male witch in disguise planning to fatten me up before eating me, are you?"

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