CHAPTER NINETEEN

Giovanni came home early tonight, just in time for dinner. I was in the kitchen helping Carolyn prepare the food when he walked in. He had a look of surprise when he saw me chopping off the vegetables, which was soon replaced with an amused look, and I had to fight back the urge to roll my eyes at this.

I might not be a decent cook, but I am very certain I know my way around the kitchen. At least I think I do, maybe with a bit of assistance. But still, more than enough to make something tangible or chop off vegetables and the like.

“ Gio.” Carolyn called in a form of greeting as he walked over to her, placing a kiss on the side of her forehead.

"Good evening.” I muttered, expecting to get a greeting back from him, but was surprised when he leaned down to peck my forehead.

I felt the butterfly swim underneath my stomach at the feel of his lips on my skin, and though I knew we were only putting on an act, I couldn’t help but feel giddy.

I tried not to blush, turning away from Carolyn's