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CHAPTER 55

 The wonderful smell of spices and some other ingredient concoction hit them hard when they opened the door. A gentle hum came along with the actual song playing in the background. Mike looked further behind to see her slowly moving her hip. It is her habit, only when she cooks.

              He lazily tossed his jacket to the sofa. Folding his sleeve to elbow height, he paced slow and steady towards the girl in a turquoise knee-length dress. The soft chiffon, her preferred material, flared right below the curve of her waist, swaying left and right to her movement. Her long curls pulled up into a low messy bun for sanitary purposes. She raised her face to him and threw a gentle smile, that should be banned due to its lethality. Then, as if she didn’t just squeeze his heart with her bare hand, she went back to cooking.

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