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.

a while longer and

“It’s probably the oranges. Open

tormenting them by asking them to deliver oranges here?” Rayna grumbled,

who opened the door,

baskets of oranges before the entrance. The smell of them was enticing, and she could not help but pick one up

“Oh, okay.”

much she was enjoying the oranges, he

Faymon to just call the orchard if there’s

the deliveryman put on his

Mrs. Faymon?

her Mrs. Faymon, but she had felt

crept onto Rayna’s face, and she glanced in the direction of the

were no women’s shoes and things other

a new girlfriend. Maybe it’s a heartless reporter

in love with the oranges, and she simply could not

of how many oranges she had eaten. Finally, Curtis came back out of the kitchen with a plate of hot

out for it, only to put her hands on her earlobes to cool it down

out of the oven. It’s certainly going

him a glare.

picked up a bun and blew on it. Once it no longer felt as hot, he handed it to

took a

still hot, and it was a little spicy,

tastes great,” Rayna mumbled as she took

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

ate one after another

lips, he took a napkin to wipe her lips. “What’s

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

fall

had uttered. Then, she thought about how the man before her was handsome, rich, and so capable

All he needed was to stand there, and a whole group of women would

thought about how he would be this gentle to another woman and make great buns for another woman, tears sprang into her eyes, and she began

Curtis panic, and he quickly moved over to her and asked, “Why are you crying