Novel & Cerita Chefs Kiss Meme

"C'mon let's get dinner." "You want to eat now?" She tugged away and shot a wicked grin over her shoulder. "You're gonna need your strength to celebrate." Wrapping an arm around her, he pressed another hard, fast kiss to her mouth. "Yes, Chef." END OF VOLUME FOUR: STAY A LITTLE LONGER

She giggled and whispered, "Big Brother, do you like it too?" "No..." "You liked it. From now on, I'll eat your lips every day." Ash was rendered speechless. He lowered his gaze and looked her in the eyes. Then he kissed her gently on the lips. Julie stared blankly, tilting her head and opening her mouth. When Ash stopped, she smiled at him. "Julie." "Yeah?" "This isn't eating lips; it's a kiss." Ash patted her head, suppressed the self-loathing in his heart, and said, "But, you can only kiss me, and don't tell others, okay?"

She rolled her eyes at me. "Kathy," Aaron whined as he hopped to her side. "Are you cheating on me? And that too, with two guys?" I rolled my eyes as Kathy told him she would never dare. I gave her a plate of mac and cheese. "Just take a bite and see. It won't hurt." "If I do take one bite and it's bad, it would hurt my taste buds." "Just try it." She narrowed her eyes at me first, then made the sign of the cross before taking a bite.

S: "Oh, cheese pasta? You know, whenever I eat cheese pasta, it reminds me of you... and that dinner at your place. And the cheese I tasted from your lips... I can’t even express how unforgettable that was." Just the memory of that evening made my heart race. I remembered how she’d clumsily made dinner, thinking it wouldn’t turn out great. But it had. Her cheese pasta was one of the best things I’d ever eaten—not because of its taste, but because she had made it with so much care. That night, she’d gotten some cheese on her lips while eating, and without thinking, I’d reached out, wiped it with my thumb, and licked it off. She’d frozen in place, her cheeks flaming red. And I’d memorized that

“I didn’t. The chicken was already in the pot. I only cooked the rich pasta. That’s the only thing I really know how to cook. I facepalmed, embarrassed. I kept forgetting. He was right; the chicken was from my own cooking before work. I laughed quietly at myself. “No problem,” I said softly, teasing. “A chef who knows how to cook one dish… ” “I'm special,” he agreed, his eyes twinkling. And then… I laughed, my hands resting on his shoulders, my face lifting to his. Before I even realized it, I kissed him. It was just a quick touch of lips, I pulled back immediately, my heart racing, my mind spinning.

ALVIN “I’m telling you, Master Joshua, your chef is a god,” Kevin yelled, leaning back on the chairs with his hands dramatically in the air. “If you ever get tired of him, send him my way. Not sure how I'm going to afford him though.” he burped loudly and everyone shook their heads at him. Josh rolled his eyes, looking a lot more like his usual self now that he had Emily glued to his side. “I’ll be sure to pass that along, Kev.”

He dipped the spoon in bowl of dessert and brought it to my mouth, I opened my mouth and the sweet taste of kheer burst on my tongue. Before I could close my mouth, he crashed his mouth on mine and pushed his tongue inside my mouth, taking the Deseret in his. A humm of approval vibrated from his throat. He pulled away and pecked on my lips. "Now, it tastes the sweetest". He says and I blushed. Did he just...? "This is the best chole puri and kheer I have ever ate." he says and kissed on my cheek. "You are lying ". I say because I know he is lying. "Well, I wish you have burnt the kheer a little, and added more spices instead of salt in the gravy. But it still the best" he says.

(RORY’S POV) “Can I offer you a deep kiss for your thoughts?” Todd’s teasing voice made me snap back to focus. A guilty smile tugged my lips as I looked at him, seeing him making funny kissy sounds with his lips. “Or is the food not good enough for you?” Todd asked, his smile smaller now, showing that he was really asking because he wanted to know if the food was okay. “The food is great!” I said truthfully. “Really?” Todd wanted to be sure.

I said. “Well, I’m a chef. That won’t happen,” he bragged. I rolled my eyes and then I felt a peck on my lips. “Hey! This is the fifth kiss you’re stealing tonight.” Chase shrugged. “I can’t function without kissing you.” I sat in silence and watched him for a bit as he worked. He was washing the tomatoes, onions and peppers now for the jollof base. “How would you like your spice level?” he asked, super focused on what he was doing. “Low spice, medium, or hot?”

, Darika said as her eyes were down playing with her ornaments, Completely missed how his Adam's apple Bob up and down the moment her dress fell on the floor. "Okay, then kiss me", Arthit said and Darika nodded her head in agreement. Darika pecked on his cheeks and Arthit rolled his eyes at her childishness. "I told you to kiss me, which means you have to kiss me on my lips", Arthit spoke while continuing to stare at her. His words made her puff her cheeks. "This is called Chumma, not a kiss", Darika huffed slightly because according to her kissing on their lips meant Chumma which is why when he asked her to kiss.