CELESTE
“Are you sure you know how to cook and won’t let poison me?”
I close my eyes to calm myself. I didn’t know that Elias Turner could be this annoying.
I still try to work on the art of ignoring and opening my eyes again to continue stirring the mushroom soup I have been cooking.
I moved to the left and opened the lid of the pan to look for the fish that I had been frying and let it flip to the other side.
I heard him chuckle. “Ignoring me—”
“Can you please stay away for a while until I finish cooking? If you don’t trust my cooking ability and don’t want to get poisoned, then why don’t you order something outside? Besides, you’re the boss. You got money!” I uttered, and I know he could feel that I was slightly furious.
I saw how his lips rosed, letting a sly smirk draw into his
