Dinner time or no?

Pamela's p.o.v

"What smells nice in here?"

I smiled at the sound of Charles's voice when he got home from work. I was in the kitchen whipping up his favorite meal. Easy but delicious pesto chicken and broccoli.

Making his favourite meal right after I was given the ultimate task to earn his trust and steal from him? Some might call that strategic. I was doing this to show how much I loved and cared about him but at the same time, it would also help me get what I needed. I believed that the more I opened up and showed how much he meant to me, the more he would feel safe around me.

I instinctively turned to see Charles leaning against the doorway and staring darkly at me, his lips curled up in a smirk. His hair was messy in a sexy way, he still had on his pants and long-sleeve from work with two buttons undone from the top releasing his sexy chest hair.

My cheeks heated under his gaze.

"You surprise me, I thought it was the cook in here" He said and I chuckled.

Oh I'm yet to surprise you