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CLVII

"What are you doing here?" Kieran asked standing at the kitchen door frame to see Arabella going back and forth in the kitchen.

"Errm Good morning" she said turning to face him.

"Good morning" he walked into the kitchen awkwardly.

"I am trying to make breakfast for us but it does not seem to be going well" Arabella said letting out a little chuckle.

"Here let me help," Kieran said stepping forward.

"Can you cook?" Arabella asked confused as he took over the bowl from her hand.

"Of course"

"Well, that's one thing I am bad at. I can't cook to save my life" she said with laughter as she popped a berry in her mouth.

"You don't need to be good at it since I am already good"

She did not understand the correlation between her cooking skills and his. If he was good then shouldn't she learn as well? Maybe she would be able to prepare a proper meal for herself in the future.

"What do you mean?" she asked voicing her thoughts.

"I will cook for you any day you don't need to lift a finger"
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