"I thought we were ordering take out." I pointed out as he started tossing some onions and I realised that he making us some pasta while I remained seated across the kitchen counter and might I add he looked effortlessly sexy while cooking.

What's with guys and cooking? It was extremely attractive and I couldn't stop drooling at how his muscles flexed every time he kept stirring the pan.

"Chloe?"

"Huh? What?" I asked, looking at him now while he had an amused smirk on his face. He had caught me staring and I was in no position to deny it. Come on, he can't blame me. He knows the effect he has on me and prancing around the kitchen shirtless? He was doing it on purpose.

"You can have me for dessert, baby. Now answer my question, for the pasta, white sauce or red?" he asked, trying so hard not to smile and I threw a plastic spoon at him, hitting him square on the forehead.

"Jesus, what's with the violence, woman? I asked you a simple question." He was laughing now and I couldn't help but join him.

"You are incorrigible, Tyler. And to answer your question, always white sauce." I mumbled, tucking a piece of hair behind my ears.

"Perfect!" He winked and continued to cook while I continued to watch him shamelessly.

I had no idea where we stood now. Of course, we loved each other but does he live here? He did say he moved here for work but was it temporary or permanent? How do we make this work? Are we boyfriend and girlfriend now?

I had a lot of questions running through my head but I didn't want to scare him away already. We had to make up for all our lost time first.

"And it's done. Let me grab the plates." Tyler's voice brought me back to the present and I got up from my seat to help him out.

"Let's just eat it from the pan. It's better that way." I offered and he raised his eyebrows in a suspicious manner.

"Oh my God! Just admit that you are lazy to do the dishes." He chuckled, pulling me closer and I scoffed in response. I mean, he wasn't entirely wrong but I still preferred to eat it from pan on the kitchen counter with him. It felt more intimate.

"I am not lazy. I just like to eat it this way sometimes. It gives you a more intimate experience." I justified and he shook his head softly, kissing my nose and my stomach did that thing it used to do when I was a teenager again.

"You are so adorable, princess." He whispered, caressing my cheeks and I tried to hide my blush and act cool but a gasp escaped my lips when I felt his hands on my waist as he lifted me and made me sit on top of the kitchen counter.

"We shall have it in the way you prefer." He announced as he spread my thighs apart and stood between them. I felt a shiver run through my entire body at his slightest touch and licked my lips. I wasn't sure what I was hungry for anymore, him or the food?!

"Open your mouth!" He instructed and I did as I was told. He lifted a fork full of dripping white pasta and fed me slowly. I almost moaned as soon as the food touched my lips. It was so freaking good and creamy.

"Woah! Where did you learn to cook like that?" I asked, licking the sauce of my lips as he took a huge bite for himself.

"I guess living alone teaches you a lot of things. I'm glad you love it though." He smiled and continued to fed me. My heart and stomach were both happy and full at that moment.

"I guess we don't have to worry about the cooking in future. You are a natural, Tyler." I blurted out and he stopped eating. That's when I realised what I had just said.

Fuck! I had to do some quick damage control.

"I..ummm...I didn't mean like 'future'  future. We never know what the future holds and we just got together. We probably have a lot to discuss and I know..."

"Chloe...breathe!" He stopped me by feeding a spoon full of pasta and I tried my best not to appear worried. I didn't want him to think I was crazy already planning out our futures and stuff.

"This pasta is really good." I mumbled with my mouth full of food, not meeting his gaze but I could sense him smiling, waiting patiently for me to swallow.

"I know and I promise you to cook more pastas in the future because I'm not going anywhere."

I looked up at him, biting my lips and he had a serious look on his face. He traced my lower lip with the pad of his thumb, freeing it from my teeth and I automatically wrapped my legs around his torso.

"I like the sound of that." I whispered as he pulled me closer and I could feel his hot breath on my face.

"Heck, I wouldn't hesitate to marry you this second, Chloe. I wasted a lot of time and I don't plan on doing the same mistake anymore. I want you. All of you. Today. Tomorrow and forever. I'm ready to wait for however long you want me to because you are stuck with me for life." He replied, taking my face between his palms and my eyes were already wet with tears.

"Damn you, Tyler!" I chuckled, wiping my tears and he kissed away my tears slowly. The sense of calm and peace I felt at that moment with him was incomparable. My heart knew he was the one and my mind also started to align with the wants of my heart. That moment in my kitchen with him was so wholesome that I wanted time to stand still.

"I love you so much, princess." He smiled, taking my lips between his and kissing me deeply. I wrapped my arms around his neck and moaned as he slipped his tongue, tasting every corner of my mouth and I could feel my pussy tingling with need already. I was still sore but I wanted him again.

"Wait, so does that make us boyfriend and girlfriend now?" I asked with a puzzled look on my face and he threw his head back in laughter.

"Baby, we are way past boyfriend and girlfriend. God! You are so cute." He continued to laugh, kissing my cheeks and my cheeks turned a deep shade of red.

"Shut up, Tyler." I rolled my eyes and pulled him in for another kiss while he lifted me off the counter and made his way towards my bedroom. And just like that, all the worries and questions in head disappeared. Tyler Cummings was all mine. He was my guy and nothing could change that in this lifetime.

THE END.