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2026-09-10 06:44:50
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THE SHIRTLESS CHEF IS MY FAKE BOYFRIEND ONE BED
The bathroom door opened.I looked up.Henry stepped out wearing military-green sleep pants, his hair still damp from the shower.Then he looked at me.Then at the bed.His expression changed.“That’s it?”I frowned.“What?”He pointed at the bed.“This bed.”I glanced at it, then back at him.“It’s a normal-sized bed.”Henry walked over and inspected the mattress like he was evaluating a piece of questionable furniture.“For you.”I crossed my arms.“What’s that supposed to mean?”“It means you’re smaller than me.”“I’m aware.”“And this bed is smaller than me.”I stared at him.“That sounds like a personal problem.”The corner of his mouth lifted.“It might become one.”I looked at the bed again.It was my old bed. I’d slept in it for years, and it had never seemed particularly small.Until now.With Henry standing beside it, the mattress suddenly looked ridiculously narrow.I sighed.“You said we’d share.”“I did.”He looked at the mattress again.“I just didn’t realize we’d be sha
THE SHIRTLESS CHEF IS MY FAKE BOYFRIEND ONE TOWEL
Henry stood in the doorway of my old bedroom wearing nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist.My brain short-circuited.I immediately looked away.Too late.I’d already seen enough.Wet strands of Henry’s hair clung to his shoulders, droplets of water sliding down his skin. The towel sat dangerously low on his hips, and suddenly the wallpaper, the floor, the ceiling—anything that wasn’t the six-foot-three man standing in front of me—looked fascinating.Henry noticed.Of course he did.He leaned against the doorframe, looking far too pleased with himself.“See something you like, princesa?”I kept my eyes fixed on the opposite wall.“No.”“Really?”“Yes.”His voice was full of amusement.I folded my arms.“I wasn’t checking you out.”Henry raised an eyebrow.“Whatever helps you sleep at night.”I whipped my head around.“I was not checking you out.”His smile widened.“You’re unbelievably full of yourself.”“And you’re incredibly bad at lying.”I glared at him.He clearly en
THE SHIRTLESS CHEF IS MY FAKE BOYFRIEND PERFECT GIRL
I was still staring at Henry.I couldn't seem to help it.His words kept replaying in my head.I care if you're okay.No one had ever said it to me quite like that.Not because they didn't care about me.At least, I didn't think that was true.My family loved me.They just...Ruby always needed more.More attention.More help.More patience.And somewhere along the way, I'd gotten used to needing less.Henry was still looking at me.I finally broke eye contact.“Why do you care?”He shrugged, like the answer was obvious.“Because I do.”I stared at him.That was it?No clever joke?No sarcastic comment?No ridiculous smile?Just because I do?I looked away.Henry stood up.“Come on.”I frowned.“Where?”“Your room.”I blinked.“My room?”He looked at me as if I'd asked the most ridiculous question imaginable.“Unless you're planning on sleeping at the dinner table.”I rolled my eyes.“You're impossible.”“And yet, you hired me.”I opened my mouth to argue.Then closed it.Unfortunatel
THE SHIRTLESS CHEF IS MY FAKE BOYFRIEND THE FAMILY DYNAMIC
Henry reeled me in and kissed me in front of everyone.For a second, my entire body froze.I hadn't expected it.Not like that.Not with my father sitting across the table, Ian standing nearby, and Ruby watching from the other side.Henry, apparently, had no such concerns.He pulled away as calmly as if he'd just finished making a perfectly ordinary point.I stared at him.He looked completely composed.Of course he did.That was Henry.He could walk into a room full of strangers, cause absolute chaos, and somehow look like he was enjoying a perfectly relaxing afternoon.His eyes met mine.There was a hint of amusement in them.Like he knew exactly what he'd just done to me.I opened my mouth, but no words came out.Then Henry leaned slightly closer.“Rule one, princesa.”My eyes widened.Right.Rule one.Pretend.The kiss had been part of the act.At least, that was what I kept telling myself.Before I could respond, I noticed Ruby.Her smile had disappeared.She was staring at us, a
THE SHIRTLESS CHEF IS MY FAKE BOYFRIEND BUSINESS TALK - PART 2
Henry sat across from Ian as if this were the most ordinary dinner in the world.That was probably the most irritating part.He looked completely calm. Relaxed, even. Then he looked directly at Ian.Meanwhile, Ian had been staring at him like he was still trying to figure out exactly what kind of man had walked into his ex-girlfriend's family dinner wearing a green apron.I kept my eyes on my plate.This was getting ridiculous.First, Henry had shown up pretending to be my boyfriend. Then my father had started questioning him. Then Ian had appeared out of nowhere.And now we were apparently discussing Henry's finances over dinner.I wasn't sure whether to laugh or hide under the table.Henry picked up his glass and took a casual sip.“YouTube AdSense: fifty-two grand last month.”Ian's smile disappeared.I slowly looked up.Fifty-two thousand dollars?In one month?Henry continued before anyone could react.“My cookbook: thirty-four grand.”My eyebrows shot up.His cookbook?He had a
THE SHIRTLESS CHEF IS MY FAKE BOYFRIEND BUSINESS TALK
Everyone was still eating when I realized something strange.The tension in the room had finally started to disappear.Henry's steak had become the main attraction at the table. Even my dad, who rarely complimented anyone's cooking, had gone back for another piece.“Henry, this is amazing!” Mom said, smiling. “Where did you learn to cook like this?”“My mom taught me. Before she passed.”Mom's expression softened.“She taught you well.”Henry smiled.“She really did.”Dad took another bite and nodded approvingly. “Better than the steakhouse downtown.”Henry laughed. “Thank you, sir.”“And that's saying something. I know that place.”“Then I'll take that as a serious compliment.”Dad smiled. “You should.”I couldn't help smiling at Henry. He looked completely comfortable at the table, as if he'd been sitting with my family for years.Ruby took another bite.“I have to admit,” she said, “this is really good.”“Thank you.”She smiled politely before turning toward me.“You really lucked
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