"Need a hand with that?" Gabriel, towering well over six feet, effortlessly reached up to pry open the cupboard door, following her request, he grabbed the pepper shaker and handed it to her. "Thanks!" Sylvia beamed, "Could you also pass me the slotted spoon?"

Slotted spoon?

Gabriel eyed several different spoons and, taking her description to heart, picked the one with holes and handed it to her.

Sylvia praised him, "Spot on! You've got quite the knack for this!"

Gabriel chuckled, "Am I really that clueless about domestic stuff?"

Sylvia arched an eyebrow, "Aren't you?"

Gabriel frowned slightly but didn't argue.

All this was indeed unfamiliar territory for Gabriel. He had once even been intimidated by the mundane aspects of daily life, but now, immersed in it, it all seemed quite natural.

Waking up in the morning, cooking breakfast with a woman, sharing a meal, and then heading out to tackle the day together didn't seem as dull as he'd imagined.

mixed with the subtle scent of the woman, created a blend unlike any other. Sylvia, who

smiled, "I only put pepper in my

spoke with gentle consideration as she served the soup, "Here you

and took his bowl to the

to everything she did. She was always a feast for the eyes. Sipping her soup, Sylvia asked, "The call I took earlier, it's not going to cause

"No, it

Sylvia nodded, "Good."

a moment, "You'll still

"Mhm."

into a subtle smile and she focused on

left together, Gabriel driving as usual, while Sylvia sat in the passenger's seat, visibly more relaxed than the day

"you never mentioned what

something?" he said,

a warmth in her cheeks and whispered, "That doesn't

you know when I think of

nodded, "That's an open

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