CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

Tasha couldn't believe her ears when Nelson said that. She creased her eyebrows as a confused smirk appeared on her alluring face.

"What did you say?" She said - dazed.

A cackle emanated from Nelson's lips as he let go of her. He walked toward the sofa, while Tasha stared at him in disbelief.

"I'm making diner" he said. He took off his jacket and flung it on the sofa. He turned to Tasha who stood still, trying to get a recap of what he had just said. "Specially for you" he said calmly.

Tasha remained mute. She gaped at him for a while, with random thoughts gliding through her mind. She wondered what his intent was. First he insisted to follow her to Henchard's graduation, he made a huge donation to the school project, he kissed her at the hallway, and now - he wants to make dinner for her.

Romantic Nelson.

A huff scrambled off her lips. Her tongue licked the tip of her lips. "Its fine. Let's see what you'd come up with" she said. Her heart still thumping with nervousness.

"Oh