Chapter 88

(Anastasia's POV)

I watched Caleb's back as he hummed to himself comfortably. It's pretty obvious that he's in a good mood. I wonder why. He was stirring a pot of something and he turned to look at me.

"What?" he asked as I smiled at him.

"You should let me cook," I replied, my phone lighting up on the kitchen counter.

I glanced at it before ignoring it. "I like cooking, it clears my head," he replied. If I know, he's bragging about his cooking skills again.

"I know that, but I'm your wife, so let me do the honor to serve my dearest husband," I replied, as I walk towards him and wrapped my arms around his waist, closing the distance between our bodies. "Right?" I run my hands at his spine, going down to his bulky ass, and squeeze it. He moans in pleasure and chuckles at my gesture. I can't get enough of his sexy bulky butt.

"Then if you want to serve your dearest husband, why not make it tonight?" he sexily said and kissed me gently on my lips before he sprinkled some parsley into th