Sierra was busy getting dinner ready and doing meal prep.Nicholas watched her slender fingers as she rinsed the vegetables, then moved in beside her when she started chopping. At this moment, his mood became complicated. "You've been cooking for yourself this whole time?" he asked. "Yeah," Sierra nodded."Let me hire a housekeeper for you," Nicholas suggested."It's fine." Sierra refused without a pause, her movements quick and proficient. "This is a good chance for me to grow."Nicholas fell quiet for a moment, then took the knife from her hand. "Let me.""I said I'd treat you. How does it make sense for you to be the one cooking?" Sierra really did want to cook for him."I'm afraid your food will poison me." With her and Holly, Nicholas almost always talked like this, always bickering. "I should cook, it's safer that way."Sierra shot back, "Like your cooking couldn't poison me?""I happen to have a chef's license," Nicholas said.Sierra stared at him, doubtful. She did
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