Chapter ThirteenNICOLETTE'S POV—“I really appreciate your effort, James.” Collapsing my entire body onto the couch, bouncing from the impact.Flashing a warm smile as he sat across from me, “Don't sweat it.”Heavy breaths as I replied, “I’m serious. It would take me until midnight if it was only me.”“It's truly nothing,” he emphasized with a sincere smile, “Want something to eat? I’ll cook.”I quickly sat up, gazing straight at his face with slightly widened eyes, “You can?”He nodded, holding my gaze, “I just thought of cooking dinner after refilling the fridge.”Thrilled with excitement, I grinned from ear to ear, “That's awesome, James. I love that.”Showing off his beaming smile, he pointed to the kitchen and headed out. He was more excited than I was.Watching him brought back a lot of memories. James always loved cooking, and during our childhood—I believe we were both 7 at that time—h
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