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happened.

“Where are we headed today? To the restaurant we didn’t attend yesterday because | was busy with

something?” | asked and he hummed while shaking his head.

“Oh, dear gods no. | had a change of mind after you didn’t wait up yesterday. Let's just have this date at my

house.” He explained and | felt my heart deflate a little.

“Oh.” | mumbled while he grinned atfor a moment.

“It's gonna be fun, I've wanted to have one of those for ages.”

| nodded stiffly, unsure of if | agreed with him. For sreason, | wasn’t looking forward to being all alone with

him in his house cause | could already predict how he'd want tonight to end and | wasn’t sure if | truly wanted

that. Sure, I loved him very much, but it was like my body crawled at the thought of letting him touch me. And |

was still pissed that he leftto myself the last t| was at his house because he got a call from Aisha.

When we arrived at his apartment, | sank into one of his couches while shrugging off my jacket. | was in a dress

underneath it, it was long and fitting but it had no arms and my shoulders were completely bare. Marco had

disappeared into one of the rooms right after we arrived, but now he had reneged with two glasses and a bottle

of wine. His eyes trailed over my body and | noticed his eyes fill up with lust as he stepped even closer till a

small gap remained between us.

“You look beautiful.” He hummed quietly, as eyes training over my body and something warmed in my chest.

Was it the compliment? Or because of the way he was looking atright now? | wasn’t sure, but | wanted more.

I want all his undivided attention like this, this was exactly all ive wanted since | could remember.

“Thank you.” | told him just as he dropped the wine and cups on the couch, then he wrapped his arms around

my waist and pulledclose so our bodies touched.

“My Addison.” He murmured softly as he kissed my throat and | swallowed emptily as | wrapped my arms around

his shoulders to pull him closer. His lips tripled up my throat and ear, mapping up the skin there. My body wasn’t

turning up with excitement right now and | haven't the slightest idea why. This was what I've always wanted

since our relationship ended five years ago, so why is it that now that | do have him, it's seeming like something

is missing between us.

“My Marco.” | whispered back just as his lips ghosted over mine. A slow grin spread out across his face as he

spoke.

“I love being yours.”

After that, he kisseddeeply and it was... nice? It was just too wet and sticky, making it hard forto really

feel his tongue friction against mine. | couldn't believe that now I could differentiate a good kiss from a bad kiss

because | now have sexperience to unconsciously compare it with unlike in the past. Was this why 1

thought Marco could kiss this whole time? Cause | had nothing to compare his kisses with back then?

| ended up pulling away first and Marco sighed as he dropped his hand, then he retrieved the wine and opted for

two glasses before handinga glass.

“Cheers to us.” He gushed and | swallowed emptily as | clinked my glass against his.

“Chees to us.”

After we both downed our wine, he rubbed his hands together before holding a hand out to me.

“Where are we going?” | asked as | accepted his hand.

“To the kitchen.” He revealed and | grinned a little.

“You made something?” | asked and he stopped to roll his eyes while scoffing.

“Of course not, | don’t cook, remember?” He asked and | frowned. | had truly forgotten that he didn’t know how.

“So

you ordered food then?” | asked and he shook his head, making my frown deepen.

“I bought ingredients for you to cook for us tonight.” He revealed and my brows furrowed as | regarded him, then

| laughed a little.

“What?”

He sighed as he dropped my hand then he fully turned around to face me.

“You'll cook for us tonight, right?” He pressed. “I already got the required ingredients for the meals you'll

prepare. And don’t try to claim you can’t cook, | know you can. That's why | want you to cook, | wanna test your

skills, and see if...”

| ended up cutting him off. “Test my skills?” | asked slowly as my brows furrowed even more.

“I mean, | just wanna see how good you can cook. As my girlfriend, you need to know how to cook well, that’s

one of the ways you can keephappy, so...”

| let out a laugh of disbelief this twhich made him trail off.

“So, this means tonight isn't a date? It’s just you testing me...?”

He frowned like he hadn't thought of that yet and | let out another laugh of disbelief. “Can't it be both? And it's

not really a test, I'm not gonna grade you or something. I'll just see if you're good enough or not, and if you're

not, then you can start taking cooking lessons...”

I cut him off this time. “You're insane, Marco.”

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His eyes widened and his mouth fell open like he couldn't believe his eyes.

“What?” He echoed, but | was feeling so much anger withinright now.

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“| said you're insane.” | repeated. “You seriously broughthere today so | could prove if | can cook to you??

Seriously? We've barely even started this relationship and you're already acting this way?”

Marco let out a long sigh as he frowned at me, not looking happy as he spoke. “So? Is that a bad thing? Why are

you sounding this way?”

| threw my hands up as | snapped. “Cause today is supposed to be a second freaking date! And nottrying to

prove to my boyfriend if | can cook well or not!”

“But | need to know if you properly can or can’t so we can quickly start shaping you into a very good cook. A

man’s heart is in his stomach after all. You need fo be able yo cook well to please me.”

| scowled at him this time, hating the wsy this entire conversation was sounding. “Why don’t you learn how to

cook yourself? Must | be the one to prepare food for you just because I'm your girlfriend??”

He huffed, scowling a little. “A man? To cook? C'mon Addison, don’t be ridiculous-"

“It's not ridiculous, Marco. Men can cook the sway women can’t.” | snapped and he began to pace this time.

“So, what you're trying to say now is that you won't ever cook for me?” He asked and | huffed out an irritated

sigh.

“That's not what | said. Of course I'll cook for you. I love cooking for people | love. But on my own accord, and

not on a second freaking date.”

He facedthis time. “Aisha cooled on oir first date.”

| felt a scowl settle on my face at the mention of her name. | really do detest her so much.

“So, what? It means | should also do that? We're two different people Marco, and please don’t compareto her

again cause | don't like it.” | snapped sharply, then | titnef awsy from him and picked up my jacket from the

couch. He was frowning atwhen our eyes locked.

“Where are you going?” He asked and | shrugged.

“Home, since tonight is already ckeerly ruined.” | responded but he grabbed my hand and tuggedbackward,

making his chest press into my back as he wrapped his arms around my middle and buried his face in my throat.

“Stay, don’t go,” he murmured quietly and | felt my heart flutter a little in my chest, but I still swallowed emptily

before speaking.

“I won't cook tonight, Marco,” | breathed out and he relluncstlu nodded.

“I guess i can order for sfood then.” He murmured quietly. | knew he wasn’t happy with this turn of event,

but at least he gave in to what | wanted and | was pleased right now. | was still feeling appalled by his all

backward mindsets and it still always catchoff guard each time.

“Cool.” | breathed out and he nodded before kissing my throat and pulling away to search for us phone.

“When are you gonna cook forthen?” He asked after placing the order and | squirmed a little while

shrugging.

“I'm truly not sure, when I'm in a better mood, | guess? | haven't been able to cook for myself since I lost my job,

so | guess that’s until after | get my life together again.” | responded as we both sat down to wait for the dinner

to arrive.

“Have you spoken to anyone about a new job for me? Or have you used the connections you have?” | asked as

we both ate the dinner which arrived stago. It was an Italian delicacy that melted over our tongues,

paired with white wine.

“I kinda forget about that.” He sighed on a soft laugh and | frowned at him, feeling annoyed that despite all his

promises to helpfind a job, he wasn’t even making a move foryet. Thankfully | didn’t have to rely on his

connections at the end of the day cause now my mind was already fully made up on accepting Zane’s job, I'll

just keep it a secret from him till further notice.

“Is your rent about to expire?” He asked next. “If it does expire, just clive with me. I'll take care of all your

needs, then you'll see that working when you haveis pointless.” He gushed and | sighed softly, hating that

he still wantedto leave all my desires to beca traditional woman for him despitetelling bim that |

wasn't like that.

“No thanks, | still wanna work, but thanks for offering.” | tell him with a small smile, wondering when this dinner

would be over so | could head home. I'll have to find an excuse to head home, cause no way would | spend

tonight here after everything that went down between us today. | was previously prepared to fall into bed with

him after the dinner cause | believed that would still end up happening sooner or later, but i guess that would

have to wait till another day entirely.

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