Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 800

Tightening her grip around the hilt of the knife, Amelia turned to the man behind her that watching her and said, "Come here!"

Patrick smiled and said, "You're good at cutting meat. Can I watch you work it for a while more?"

But Amelia felt no delight after being complimented. She then said, "Since Mr. Hopper so smart, you must have mastered the skills of meat chopping after my multiple demonstrations. You can finish up the rest I'll just stand by and guide you!"

Patrick lifted one of his brows. Then, instead of taking the knife over, he lowered his head and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Amelia's eyes glistened and widened when she cried out, "What are you doing?"

Patrick only took a glance at her and replied with a straight face, "This shirt is too obstructive."

"What does your shirt have to do with chopping beef?!" seethed Amelia. She then reached out to redo his opened buttons, but Patrick dodged from her in a flash.

"But we're going to start cooking later. I don't like when it gets hot, and you know that."

Patrick finished his sentence in all seriousness and increased the speed of his fingers. And soon, his dark colored shirt fell to the ground, revealing his firm, fierce chest and hard six-packs on his abdomen... Amelia's dainty cheeks blushed slightly at the sight when she realised the kitchen was already warm before they even got to cook.

Patrick, topless, graciously showed off his figure to Amelia.

The more she blushed and the tougher she found it to look straight at him, Patrick grew even more excited, so much so that his voice started to shake. "Come on, I'm ready!"

Amelia's hand with the knife shuddered, thinking that there was no way his words were not suggestive.

She then gave the knife to him in a fit of panic while she added breathlessly, "You can get to work first. I'll go drink some water first!"

"Drink some water?" Patrick murmured. Suddenly, he reached out his hand and grabbed Amelia's tender chin with his fingers. First, he kissed her panic-stricken eyes. Then, the trail of his hot kiss fell passionately to her lips, prying her mouth open and capturing the tip of her tongue...

of Amelia's coy moans of 'hmm's and 'ah's, only then did

reluctance.

slowly dissipated, she heard Patrick chuckling lewdly in her

Amelia did not reply.

later, the dinner that Amelia and Patrick whipped up hand-in-hand

it was not a banquet or decorated with candles or flowers, Patrick was more than

seat when Patrick was

she came back. But after a busy session in

it as giving an extra

hand on her belly

you doing? Are you having a

She then looked up and forced a smile at him, saying, "No,

dishes spread before them, Amelia hesitated for a moment before saying to Patrick, "Um, you go ahead

appeared on Patrick's face when

However, Patrick did most of the seasoning. She did

she should give him a little encouragement for his first time cooking. So, with a clenched jaw, she reached out for a strip of

not help but changed her direction and put it into

regretted what she just had in mind. "Mr. Hopper, you've worked so hard on this for so long. Eat up and recover your strength." Patrick fixated his eyes on her and asked with ambiguity, "Mrs. Hopper,

Amelia's lowered eyelashes

denied, "No! What are you talking

rubbing the back of

of Amelia's hand began to feel itchy from his touch. Amelia then shot him a glare and retracted her hand. "I only gave you the

treat me as a lab rat, just tell me. Can you not twist it and say you're doing it