Y/N's POV
It feels so good to see her, be able to hold her hands again. Just to be with her, my heart is already okay. Her emerald eyes, sweet smile, pointy nose, and her beautiful flushed cheeks are so breathtaking.
"Mahal, I'm sorry again. I'll try to control my anger and not to burst my anger on anyone again. I'm so sorry, mahal." I said, holding her soft hands. "What do you want me to do, mahal? Anything you asked."
"I love you, Y/N, ever since my eyes landed on you with your apron and holding the tray of my order in your restaurant. Just like what I always say, my love is not shallow. My love will accept all your flaws and mistakes, forgive and give you another chance. Just don't do that again, okay?"
I nodded my head like a child. She chuckled and smile at me. I gently grab her chin since I'm taller than her I bend down a little to connect my lips to hers. We both heard the crowd cheer and clap.
Her hands went into my nape, pulling me closer to her to deepen the sweet loving kiss we share. I feel her smile between the kiss that made my heart flutter.
"Such a good kisser." She mumbles then grabs me again for a short kiss. I chuckled at her comment. I give her lips a peak then to her forehead.
"Why, thank you, mahal."
"Did I say that out loud?" She asked. I nodded which made her blush. "Well, you are. Not just a good kisser."
That made me laugh. We both wave to everyone and say goodbye to the girl and her cute dog. My hands are on her shoulder while her hands are on my waist.
"Why are you here, babes? Who's with you?" She asked as we walked to the office. She looked at me waiting for my answer, knowing this woman is made up of peanut butter and jelly.
"Before you kill someone, let me explain first," I said to her, she raised her left brow with that 'making my knees weak' look. "Carmen asked me if we could get lunch together, I don't want to be rude so I agree. I don't like how she acts, she's whining when the air touched her hair and is annoyed by people who are singing. She want me to go back to the office but I didn't. I want to sing there so I told her to go back. I told her to go away. Is that a bit harsh?"
She smirk and shook her head, "nope, babes. You did just right. She has to know where she should stand. You belong to me. Mine. Mine. Mine."
"My possessive mahal is back. Do you want to mark me? Put some lipstick stain on my shirt? Or tattooed your name in my arms?" I asked. She laughed at my suggestion, I'm serious though. I like it when she marked me.
"I have something in mind." She said. I look at her, you could see how puzzled I am.
She dragged me to the nearest stationery shop. I'm so confused about this woman's antics. She pulled me into the section of beads and strings. She gets two packs and one pack of strings. I also get color pens and coloring books for Livie and a storybook for me to read to her.
"Is that all you need, mahal?" I asked. She smiled at me and handed me those pack of beads and string. I went to the cashier and pay. She's the one who gets this and I'm the one who's going to pay.
I can sense the cashier looking at me with sensual eyes. I just shrugged it off to avoid trouble. A faint huffed and a hand encircled my arms. "Babes, I'm hungry." She uttered. Her cute baby talk I could never get tired to hear.
"I'll cook for you, mahal. Can your tummy wait?" I asked. She nodded with her toothy smile. I get the bag and exchange it with my card. I look at the cashier, she looked away when Scarlett gazed at her. I thank her and we went out of the shop.
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Chef's kiss
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