The chef and The charmer
musemy ex-fiancé went crazy when i got marriedi found love where it wasn't supposed to beletter to my boyfriend during difficult timesi've probably made a mistake in getting married
He just breathes against my spine, and I let myself lean back into him fully.
This is intimacy now.
Not fire.
Not escape.
But presence.
The next morning, I bake again.
Not just for me.
This time, two cupcakes.
One with lemon zest. One with dark chocolate shavings.
When Damian walks into the kitchen, he pauses.
“You baked?”
I smile. “Again. Still not dead.”
He picks up the lemon one, takes a bite.
Moans. “Oh, thank God. I thought the world was ending.”
I laugh for real this time.
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