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I smiled. "You? Cook?"

Even though his words made me feel butterflies in my tummy, it was also funny. In the sense that, I have barely eaten what he has cooked or made before.

"Don't tease me, Sandy. I can cook." He poked my forehead. "And I want you to feel comfortable tonight, seeing that you may still be in shock from what happened today."

The memory of the attempted attack on me flashed in my head. I sighed and nodded in response.

"I'm kinda still in shock… a little. I mean, I'm used to this band of people making viral posts of how you're this and that, how the company is this and that but it's different when they come to us and attack us."

Anthony cupped my cheeks and drew his body close to mine, making me feel the warmth of his skin through our clothes. He smiled softly at me and traced his gaze around my face.

"I'm going to make sure that she pays for trying to hurt you. I will deal with anyone who even thinks of hurting you." He kissed my forehead and stepped away, leaving me