Forty

The smell of tomato sauce and grilled pork wafted in the air as a faint white smoke floated from the frying pan.

Annah wiggled her legs that were dangling from the countertop where she was sitting. Her eyes attentively followed Nicklaus's every move.

It's been an hour since he'd insisted on cooking for her..

Nickname moved swiftly as if it wasn't his first time inside the kitchen. Nicklaus also couldn't believe he could actually cook for someone but to think he did this for his mate there was nothing to be ashamed of.

He stood there with a spoon in his hand while tasting the spaghetti..

He'd a serious expression on his face as he tasted his creation..

"I'm sure I did it right.." he murmured to himself..

The spaghetti indeed looked delicious but the taste was not so convincing..

Annah jumped down from the kitchen island and approached him, she grabbed the spoon from Nicklaus's hand and tasted it herself...

"Too bland right?" Nicklaus asked when he looked at the frown forming between he