hapter 438 Boyfriend and Girlfriend.
45 Free <b>Cons </b>
Lily loved James so deeply that she wanted to be with him in the next life too. Of course she wanted to marry him again.
But the first time they married, it had been a blind match with no real courtship. If they ust went straight to remarrying now, without ever having dated properly, she couldn’t help but feel it we d be a little regrettable.
After thinking it over, she tilted her face up to <b>him</b><b>. </b>“James, we’ve never even had a proper romance, James wanted nothing more than to walk into the courthouse with her right m
marry.
But hearing that, he realized he was rushing it. Pressing his face into the curve of her neck, his voice low, he said, “Okay. We’ll date first. After one <b>month</b>, we’ll get married.”
He wasn’t just going to date her. He would confess to her, propose to her, and give her a grand wedding. Whatever other women had, she would have too,
One month felt fast to Lily, but since their remarriage was inevitable, doing it sooner didn’t <b>bother </b>her. With a yful little smile, she brushed his earlobe. “Okay–one month it is, boyfriend.”
“Mhm.”
<b>James </b>hadn’t expected her to touch his earlobe. That spot was a little sensitive; the moment she did, his body tensed involuntarily.
And he <b>wanted </b>to…
Afraid that if he kept holding her he’d lose control and devour her whole, he forced himself to let go and headed downstairs to wash up.
By the time Lily was ready and came down, he was already in the kitchen making breakfast.
The kitchen door was half open, so from the side she could see him clearly–wearing a coffee–colored apron, moving around busily like a hardworking honeybee.
He didn’t usually cook <b>much</b><b>. </b>In his twenty–six years, he’d only cooked for Lily a few times. But he learned quickly, and after asking the family chef for tips and watching a few short videos, he’d picked up the basics. Now, the dishes he made were more than decent.
When she reached the kitchen doorway, he was standing at the counter, slicing vegetables. His long. slender fingers moved steadily, cutting them into even pieces with a kind of noble precision, like he waspleting a <b>work </b>of art.
It was almost too good–looking.
Oil sizzled in the pan, filling the air with fragrance. Even with the range hood on, she could smell it from. the doorway. It was the scent of everyday life–warm, grounding, and intoxicating.
Her eyes sparkled as she <b>stood </b>there smiling, watching him the whole time he cooked.
People liked to say <b>that </b>love always ended up the same, that it <b>didn’t </b>matter who you were with in the endi
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But how could that be true?
When she’d been with John, she’d been the one foolishly giving without expecting anything back. He was willing to cook for Elsa<b>. </b>But when he was with her, even if she was sick or injured, she’d be the one in the kitchen, making sure he was cared <b>for</b>.
With James, it was different. She could feel that she was someone worth caring for, wort cherishing.
“Still not done looking?”
So caught up in the warmth of the moment. Lily hadn’t even noticed himfo dishes.
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Caught in the act of watching, her cheeks flushed, but she still shamelessly let her gaze linger on him. “He’s my boyfriend–why shouldn’t I look?”
James, you actually look pretty good in an apron.”
He had nned to tease her when he caught her standing there, but her bright smile and openpliment caught him off guard.
A slow blush crept up the pale skin of his ears. Turning his face aside, he gave a short, awkward cough before saying in a warm tone. “Eat first.”
She really was hungry, so she obediently sar at the table.
He didn’t make anything too borate, not wanting her to wait too long. Still, knowing these dishes were made by his hands made them taste like the most precious vors in the world.
Her appetite was small, though. Fresh out of bed, she’d felt ravenous, <b>but </b>after a bowl of vegetable soup and a sandwich, she waspletely full.
“Lily, you’re too thin. Have a fried egg”
“Beef is good for you–eat <b>this </b>steak.”
“I’m really full.”
Before he could insist, she propped her chin on her hand and smiled brightly, steering the subject away. James, <b>you </b>look really good when you cat.”
And he did.
He wasn’t slow, but there was <b>a </b>kind of refined elegance in the way he moved–watching him eat was almost a <b>feast </b>for the eyes<b>. </b>
After staring at him like that for a while, she came to the conclusion that it was because his face was simply too handsome. Everything he did drew attention.
Sure enough, after she said that, James stopped pressing her to eat. And once again, that alluring blush climbed across his cool, handsome face.
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