Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 100

A Messy Christmas Eve

Hours later, we have the kitchen smelling like cinnamon, melted chocolate, and warm

vanilla.

Aiden is concentrating hard as he measures out the ingredients for the chocolate cherry cake I have him making while Zaid looks absolutely ridiculous with oven mitts over his hands. He is squatting in front of the oven, looking through the glass pane as the pies we made finish baking.

Flour dusts the countertops, smears across Aiden's cheek, and somehow, there's powdered sugar in Zaid's hair.

I keep my smile tucked between my teeth. They look adorable. For a few blissful hours, I forget everything.

I forget the burning questions circling my mind about what exactly we are. I forget the ache in my chest that lingers from losing my family. I forget the emptiness that contes with knowing my mother will not be here for Christmas and wondering where our relationship will go now.

Right now, there is only the warmth of the kitchen, the heat of the oven, and the teasing laughter that fills the air.

"Aiden, you don't have to measure that perfectly," I say, lifting an eyebrow as he leans over the counter to check that his measuring cup is level.

He raises an eyebrow at me. "You're bossy in the kitchen."

"Yes, because I actually know what I'm doing," I say before turning to Zaid. "You-" Zaid's grin is already mischievous as he stands from his squat. "Yes, ma'am?"

I snicker. "The pies aren't ready?"

"Well, that's what I was looking in on before you interrupted."

I roll my eyes and move to check on the cookie dough that I've been working on.

Zaid walks up behind me and presses a soft kiss to my shoulder before sneaking another

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onto my neck, his hands ghosting over my waist before he pulls back to continue his oven vigilance

I shiver at the touch.

We work in silence for a few minutes. I roll out the cookie dough into little balls, and Zaid pulls the pies from the oven. He sets them out to cool.

"They smell so good," Aiden whispers before leaning in and kissing the side of my head.

salivating. If I don't stop them, they're going

here and now.

need to focus," I huff,

Aiden grins. "Yes, chef."

snorts. "Happy to obey, my little

I taste-test Aiden's batter, I smile.

his face.

be dead by

gasps, clutching his chest dramatically. "That was one time, and it

the food

before I can say anything, a handful of flour flies across the kitchen

smacks into Zaid's chest.

at himself, then at Aiden, who is grinning, another handful

ready.

but Aiden

the countertops, the

grabs me and throws me over his shoulder, using me as

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kicking my legs. "Zaid, put

love.

the giggle

making sure Zaid gets hit, anyway. The three of us dissolve into

we're a mess, covered head

we clean," I pant, wiping at my

mess you made," Zaid says

think we can pin.this on

the front

we do hear when Jake clears

Silence falls.

sharply, my heart lurching when I see Jake standing in the

locked on me, on Zaid's arm still curled around my

Shit.

is unreadable. Zaid doesn't move, his grip still firm,

this isn't anything unusual.

But I panic.