His Precious Love

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 working away, but alas, the

“It’s probably the oranges. Open

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

saw that it was a woman who opened the door, he froze. “Huh? Is this where… Mr. Faymon

the kitchen right now.” Rayna’s eyes drifted toward the two baskets of oranges before the entrance. The smell of them was enticing, and she could not help but pick one up to peel it. “Please move it in

“Oh, okay.”

a glance at Rayna. When he saw how much she was enjoying the oranges, he realized

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

Rayna could react to that, the deliveryman put on his raincoat and rushed into

Mrs. Faymon?

made her get engaged to him. Gabriel had been calling her Mrs. Faymon, but

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

women’s shoes and things

didn’t get a new girlfriend. Maybe it’s a heartless reporter jumping to

love with the oranges, and

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

coffee table, Rayna eagerly reached out for it, only to put her hands

oven. It’s certainly going to be hot,” Curtis

a glare. “You’re

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

hesitating, Rayna took a huge

and it was a little

mumbled as

taking her first bite, she had been thinking about how she was going to finish the bun even if it was bad since it was Curtis’ first time making food. Little did she

after

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

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

I not fall for a

mulled over the gossip the men in the club room had uttered. Then, she thought about how the

not to do anything. All he needed was to stand there, and a whole group of women would throw themselves at

another woman and make great buns for another woman, tears sprang into her eyes, and she

over to her and asked, “Why are you crying