Chapter Fifty Nine

Gazing at her from the screen, Lucas hesitated briefly before abandoning his argument with a smirk, his eyes shining mischievously. "It's a pity. You'll be missing out on the delectable lasagna I prepared," he taunted, tilting the camera to reveal a steaming dish of perfection.

Emma's mouth watered at the sight of the steam rising from the pot, her senses almost able to pick up the tantalizing aroma through the screen.

"Don't tempt me, Mr. Sinclair," Emma protested, her stomach growling in yearning.

Lucas playfully stuck out his tongue, grinning making Emma laugh at his childish cute behavior. "Too bad it's all for me," he teased, leaning back on his couch.

After bidding each other farewell, they promised to catch up later. Emma stretched as she got out of bed, a smile settled on her lips, knowing that Lucas was no longer mad at her and there was no issue with their relationship.

It was just past 10pm when Emma stepped into the shower. The hot water washed away the stress of the prev