Olivia
To be honest, I had doubted Logan's cooking abilities when he had confidently claimed to show me what he had in his culinary repertoire. But as I observed him preparing the shrimp and crabs, I couldn't help but be mesmerized by his skillful movements and the way his muscles flexed. It was like watching a professional chef on a cooking show. His voice seemed distant as he shared cooking tips, but my attention was fixated on him.
"Make sure the shrimp is well cooked to enhance the flavor. Unless you prefer it half done," he advised, his words barely registering as I continued to stare.
"Pass me the salt," he requested again. Lost in my thoughts, I reached for the jar without focusing on his specific request. His voice snapped me back to reality.
"I didn't say pepper. Salt. Focus!
