I looked at the huge silver clock hanging on the wall. It's already nine in the morning and Jazon is cooking again.
Maybe, he wants me to get fat. I can't continue my diet with his foods and I really can't resist. All of his dishes are mouth-watering and all I can do was devoured them.
"You're really a good cook," I complimented Jazon after I tasted his experimental dish.
Experimental because he got bored and he want to try another dish. Well, that's what he said. But looking at his moves, I still can't believe that he did not take any cooking related courses.
"Really? It's good?" he asked again.
I nodded and get another slice of the newly cooked steak.
It's been a couple of days since we had that thing between us. Since that thing happened, we had a silent agreement to not to talk a
