131. I WILL ALWAYS CHOOSE YOU

Lena felt a body pressed against hers as she cut the dough into smaller bits. Tina was away and she was badly craving some snacks; the perks of being a pregnant woman.

She knew who it was without looking back to confirm. Smiling, she leaned back in his arms. "Darian, let me do this."

"You shouldn't be cooking, Lena. I will order whatever you want. You don't have to stress your ass off in the kitchen." He complained, taking the knife away from her.

"I want homemade snacks, I don't want you to order them." She groaned, veering around to face him. "Maybe you...