I arrived at the supermarket and decided to purchase ingredients for a comforting bowl of chicken noodle soup. It was a classic dish frequently prepared for individuals on the mend. I perused the aisles, carefully selecting each ingredient necessary to prepare the perfect chicken noodle soup. I selected plump carrots, fresh celery, and flavorful onions, envisioning the perfect balance of aromas and flavors in my soup. Next, I carefully examined the dried pasta options, opting for the smooth and tender texture of chicken noodles. Finally, I made my way to the spices section, selecting just the right amount of fragrant thyme and bay leaves to add depth to my soup's flavor. With each ingredient carefully chosen, I was confident that my chicken noodle soup would be nothing short of perfection.In addition to the essential vegetables and spices, I picked up some fresh chicken and a jar of mayonnaise to use as a marinade.With a light chuckle, I acknowledged the challenge that lay ahead
"Well, it seems like you missed an ingredient," she said calmly, "but don't worry. I've already called the supermarket, and they'll have it delivered in just a few minutes."I let out a sigh of relief and gratitude. "Thank you so much, Carla. Your help means a lot," I replied, feeling grateful.I then went on ahead to make my chicken soup with the other ingredients that I had available before the other one arrived.I started by dicing the onions, careful not to cut too close to my fingers. The pungent aroma filled the air, and I teared up a little. Next, I peeled and chopped the carrots into small pieces, and sliced the celery into thin rounds. As I worked, I thought about how much I loved this process of chopping and preparing vegetables - there was something soothing and almost meditative about it.After the vegetables were prepped, I heated up some olive oil in a large pot, and added the onions, stirring them until they were translucent. I then added the carrots and celery and le
As I stepped out of the kitchen with Drew's soup, I saw Cullen's driver waiting by the door. With a reassuring smile, I approached him and said, "Don't worry, I'll drive myself to the hospital."He seemed hesitant and said, "But Miss, Mr. Cullen specifically instructed me to drive you there."I shook my head and replied, "I appreciate your concern, but I'll be fine. Tell Cullen I insisted."The driver nodded and stepped aside, allowing me to pass. With the soup in one hand and the car keys in the other, I made my way to the garage and drove off to the hospital. As I parked my car and stepped out, I noticed some individuals in the parking lot were staring at me. It seemed as though they were questioning my fit, giving me a disapproving "why are you dressed up like a gangsta" look. However, their gazes didn't bother me in the slightest. In fact, I welcomed the attention and was perfectly at ease with it, leaving them to deal with their own perceptions.As I made my way into the hospi
Drew's hospital room opened and a tall lady walked in with her head down looking inside her bag,"Hey Drew, I forgot my charger." She said as she looked up "Oh, so sorry. I didn't know you had a visitor" "It's, it's fine.. I was just about to leave" I said as I stood up but Drew held my hands."Uh.. I'm Drew's sister. Natasha," she said smiling and gesturing a hand towards me "I think we met the other day with that friend of yours, what's her name again.."I took her hand and replied "Evie, her name's Evie" I said. "Yeahh! Evie, how is she?" Drew's sister asked "Fine, she's fine" I said as I sat back on Drew's bedside."You don't have to go, I just came to pick up my charger. I was long gone and just realized I left my charger here l, so have fun… take care of him for me. He's all I got" she said smiling as she left the room.I turned to face Drew. He gave a funny look like he didn't do anything.I watched Drew's sister leave and turned back to him, feeling a bit uncomfortable with
As I approached the grand Mansion, a sense of familiarity washed over me. With a steady stride, I climbed up the stairs to my room and collapsed on my plush bed, taking a moment to catch my breath.Suddenly, Cullen's voice echoed from a dark corner in my room, causing my heart to skip a beat. I leapt from my bed in surprise, barely managing to stutter out, "Wha-what are you doing here?""I'm sorry to have startled you," Cullen replied, flicking on the light switch. "I've been waiting for you."As he scanned my appearance, his words trailed off for a moment before he finally said, "You look... different."I took a deep breath and explained, "I went to visit Drew at the hospital. I wanted to be comfortable, you know, just in case I had to sit there for hours. Plus, I've been wanting to try out this look for a while now."Cullen nodded understandingly, and I felt relieved. I was glad he wasn't judging me for my outfit choice.He came closer to me, a soft smile playing on his lips. "We
As we stepped into the shower, the water cascaded over us, drenching our bodies.With each passing moment, the heat between us intensified, and I felt my body responding to his touch. Our hands roamed over each other's bodies, exploring every inch of skin. The steamy air filled our lungs as we continued to explore each other, our bodies moving in perfect harmony.I felt a rush of pleasure course through me as he pressed his body against mine.As we stepped out of the shower, droplets of water still glistening on our skin,"You're gonna make me late for work, Brielle," he said with a smile.I couldn't resist teasing him. "Really? Coming from someone who was staring at me butt naked from his sleep," I replied with a grin.He chuckled, his eyes tracing over my curves. "C'mon, you did what you did on purpose," he said, his voice low and husky.I arched an eyebrow, pretending to be innocent. "Did I?" I asked, knowing full well that I had his attention.He smirked, his hand moving to my w
I emerged from the grand mansion, descending the staircase with grace. Adorned in my two piece outfit that exuded boss lady vibes, I felt empowered and confident, embodying the CEO role that I had always envisioned for myself. As I took in my surroundings, I realized that everything was finally falling into place.Just then, the driver of Cullen's vehicle opened the car door for me, acknowledging my presence with a polite greeting."Good morning, ma'am Brielle. You look stunning," he remarked, maintaining a professional demeanor."Thank you so much," I replied with a smile, settling into the luxurious G-wagon that Cullen had generously left for me to use in going around New York City.I reached out to my interior designer and informed her that I would be arriving at the site shortly. "Hello, it's me. Just wanted to let you know that I'm almost at the site," I said into my phone."Great, I'll be there shortly," she responded on the other end of the line."Perfect, thank you. See you
She chuckled, looking pleased. "Well, I'm glad I could bring your vision to life," she said. "That's always my goal with every project I work on."I smiled, feeling grateful for her expertise and attention to detail. "Well, you've certainly achieved that and more," I said. "I couldn't be happier with the result. Thank you so much for all your hard work."She nodded, still beaming. "It was my pleasure," she said. "I'm just happy to have been a part of creating your dream space.My heart swelled with pride and gratitude as my interior designer praised her own work. I placed my hand on my chest as I blushed at her kind words, I felt a rush of excitement as I realized that my dream space was gradually coming to life.In that moment, she walked towards me and wrapped me in a warm embrace. It was exactly what I needed, and I felt a sense of comfort and joy wash over me as we hugged."Let's go," I said with a smile, pulling away from her and chuckling. "We don't want to be late.""Agreed,"