Dear Sweetheart novel

She had never thought Curtis would make her cheese buns because he could not find them.

It was her first time seeing him being in the kitchen for such a long time. His back was broad, and the sight of that made her feel safe.

Rayna tiptoed over and reached out to touch his back.

A little more, and I’ll be able to hug him…

Right then, Curtis shifted his shoulder and turned around.

Rayna instinctively retracted her arm and stood transfixed in her spot, her eyes meeting with his.

“Not gonna watch TV anymore?” Curtis was a little taken aback to see her in the kitchen. He moved a little to the right, afraid that she would see the phone beside the knife block.

Rayna lied, “I’m scared you’ll end up putting sugar as if it’s salt, so I came to supervise you.”

Curtis was rendered speechless.

“How’s it going?” Rayna asked, glancing at the spot behind him. It was then she saw the wonky-shaped buns behind him and how some of the buns even had cheese spilling out of them.

When Curtis looked in the direction she was looking at, he stiffened and said awkwardly, “It’s hard to wrap it around them. I’ll redo them later.”

Rayna shook her head and smiled. “It looks good. I’m sure it’ll taste good too.”

This is already good considering that this is his first time making buns.

Then, she added, “I’m serious. This is your first time making this, and you even know how to prepare the dough and the cheese without anyone teaching you. That’s amazing!”

Curtis nodded in agreement. “It looks like I’m talented at making food.”

The chef, who had accidentally overheard the conversation, pursed his lips.

Stop bluffing, Mr. Faymon. If Ms. Garland wants you to make a whole feast, you’ll be quick in admitting your mistake.

stay in the kitchen a while longer and enjoy

probably the oranges. Open the door,

tormenting them by asking them to deliver oranges here?” Rayna grumbled, but her heart was melting

woman who opened the door, he

oranges before the entrance. The smell of

“Oh, okay.”

saw how much she was enjoying the oranges, he realized with a start that it was not Curtis who

take my leave now. Please ask Mr. Faymon to just call the orchard if there’s anything else you’d like to eat. I’ll deliver

put on his raincoat

Mrs. Faymon?

Faymon, but she had

and she glanced in the direction of the kitchen at the man with a smile on

no women’s shoes and things other

a new girlfriend. Maybe it’s

the oranges, and she simply could

Finally, Curtis came back out of the kitchen with a plate of hot cheese buns in his

the plate on the coffee table, Rayna eagerly reached out for it, only to put her hands on her earlobes to cool it down in the next second

certainly going to be hot,” Curtis said, amused

a glare. “You’re

picked up a bun and blew on it. Once it

hesitating, Rayna took a huge

hot, and it was

tastes great,” Rayna mumbled as she

the bun even if it was bad since it was Curtis’ first time making food. Little did she expect it to be

after another

away. When he saw some cheese on the corner of her lips, he

voice was soft. For a moment, Rayna had forgotten she was eating, and

can I not fall for a man

men in the club room had uttered. Then, she thought about how the man before her was handsome, rich, and so

to do anything. All he needed was to stand there, and a whole group of women would throw themselves

about how he would be this gentle to another woman and make great buns for another woman, tears

quickly moved over to her and asked, “Why are you crying again? Do the buns