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"Did you add salt in the pasta?" I asked Blake as I grated the cheese.He turns around, eyes wide. "Was I supposed to?" He winces.I halted my actions and pointed the half grated cheese at him." This is why I never let you in the kitchen." I huffed and went back to grating the cheese."So should I still add it?" He asked uncertainly.
I lift my gaze from the grated cheese to him. I raise a brow. "Yes Blake you need to add salt." I giggled at his perplexed face.He snorted and turned around to focus on his task which was to mix the tomato sauce in the pasta. "I knew that."
"Sure you did." I said dryly and rolled my eyes.A soft smile stretched on my lips. He wasn't the same Blake yet he still acted the same. It didn't make sense but I would rather have it this way than not having it at all.I moved the grater off the freshly grated cheese and placed it on
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