Vera’s POV.

My heart is melting. I never thought David could be so creative but look what he did.

He handled the dishes just for me?

The instant I made my way in here, my heart stopped working for a brief moment.

The tangy flavor of pasta, basil chicken, and other dishes filled my nose and it made my stomach grumble instantly.

But what made my heart drop into my stomach was setting eyes on David.

Hell, in all his manly grace and nature he dressed like a chef, bearing a tray of steaming pasta.

I didn’t know when a smile spread across my lips as I watched the man...