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.

the kitchen a while longer and enjoy him

the oranges. Open the door,

them to deliver oranges here?” Rayna grumbled, but her heart was melting from his gesture, and she jogged over to open

woman who opened the door, he froze. “Huh? Is this where… Mr. Faymon

two baskets of oranges before the entrance. The smell of them was enticing, and she could not help

“Oh, okay.”

Rayna. When he saw how much she was enjoying the oranges, he realized with a start

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 it to your

to that, the deliveryman put on his

Mrs. Faymon?

Mrs. Faymon,

blush crept onto Rayna’s face, and she glanced in the direction of the kitchen at the man with a

and things other than hers

didn’t get a new girlfriend. Maybe it’s

oranges, and she simply could not stop

many oranges she had eaten. Finally, Curtis came back out of the

man placed 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 after scalding

certainly going to be hot,” Curtis said, amused by her

a glare. “You’re the silly

as her, Curtis picked up a bun and blew on it. Once it

hesitating, Rayna took a huge

was still hot, and it was a little spicy,

tastes great,” Rayna mumbled

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

after another

sat at the side quietly and watched her gobble away. When he saw some cheese on the corner of her lips, he took a napkin to wipe her lips. “What’s the hurry? If this isn’t enough for you, I’ll make you

soft. For a moment, Rayna had forgotten she was eating, and she could only stare at

not fall for a man like

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

needed was to stand there, and a whole group

and make great buns

over to her and asked,