The Billionaire’s Cook
“Now, you go.”
I snapped my mouth shut and looked away from him to think of the answers I could give.
“Um, my favorite thing about you is your eyes.” I eventually answered. And that was actually the truth. The color was so mesmerizing, never failing to always capture my attention. “But I can’t come up with any pet names.”
“I’ll suggest one for you then,” he said, and I had a feeling he was going to go extreme when his smirk widened. “My love.”