102 CROSSROADS OF EMOTIONS

ARIEL’S POV

“And what are you doing here?” I aksed Luke, raising an eyebrow.

“I just came to help you out,” he answered, looking around. “I thought you might need a hand.”

“Thanks, but I’m good. You can leave now.” I turned back to the ingredients, to focus on the preparation of the food.

“If I can remember, this is my house.”

“Fine. Stay then.” I said nonchalantly.

As I was about to chop, Luke moved closer to me and grabbed a tomato from the table, observing it.

“What are you doing?” I asked. He didn’t give me a reply. Instead, he took a carrot from the table as well.

“Luke….”

He hushed me, placing his fingers on my lips, looking into my eyes. And as he stirred closer, I began to move backward, all these done in silence, until I found myself leaning against the wall.

“You love complaining.” Luke said softly. “Why?”

I didn’t say a thing as I kept staring at him. I didn’t know if my lips were sealed at the moment, but the power to speak, was not there.

After a gaze that seemed like eternity, Luke moved backwards, laughing silently. He budged nigher to the ingredients, and started doing only God knows what.

“Luke!” I shrieked at him. At this point, my voice came back.

“What?!” He yelled back. But kept on carrying out his nonsense.

“I’m trying to cook here. Stop doing shit with those ingredients!” I bawled at him

He shook his head, with a grin. “But Ariel, you know I’m just enhancing the flavor with my expert tossing skills.”

“Tossing skills? This isn’t a salad, Luke! Get your hands off that tomato!”

“What’s the worst that can happen? A little veggie rain never hurt anyone.” Luke threw a carrot at me.

quickly dodged the carrot, and gaped

gone nuts?”

so rude now, Ariel.” He smirked, and threw a tomato in my

it as well, and it landed

staring at the part of

  1. up.

moved closer to

it look like

kitchen into a war zone. Can we please save the food fight for another time?”

“And since when

most of the times around

times, and you can’t even bother to let me have a

gave him a weird face. “Don’t

and I found his fingers reaching for more ingredients.

from his hands promptly. “Like I’ve said, save this food fight for another time. Not now

the fun in that?

show?” I gave him

this guy these past

to do shit with the flour, but

if you throw that flour, I

me off, throwing the flour all over the

magical, flour–filled kitchen. Isn’t it

the flour, covering my face. “Oh, it’s beautiful, all right. But guess

grinned. “I

“Say what now?”

up.” Luke moved extremely

worry,

you look like

because you made me a mess!”

ean

me clean up this mess,

“No,

the moment Luke’s hand firmly grasped mine, tugging me towards him. Before I knew it, I was pressed against his chest, the sticky flour from

even closer to him. And at this point, I felt a surge of butterflies in

this man. He was definitely confused with his thinking. And he had no idea where

me, that the feeling he had for me was nothing but hatred. Then on another hand, he

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