Natasha's POV
1 week passed.
"Natasha the doctors are going to be here today to check on you" y/n said.
"Good morning, beautiful" I smile
"Had a good sleep? Starting the morning complimenting me I see.." She smiles.
"Yes I did." I smirk.
She's so beautiful. Gosh...
"What do you want for breakfast?"
"I'll cook"
She shakes her head and laugh beautifully...
"Since when did you learn to cook?"
"Just now. Watch me. Now, m- beautiful, Y/n, what do you want for breakfast?"
"I'll make it easy for you. I want pancakes." She says as she sits .
"Wish me luck?"
"No"
We laugh.
...
"NATASHA I CAN SMELL IT FROM HERE, IT'S BURNING!"
She shouts from the living room. Running to the kitchen.
"I need a hand" I said smiling while she looks at the pancakes I've burned.
"Natasha you can't cook anything" she said in disbelief.
"I tried..."
"Leave it to me"
....
Few seconds after she look at me as I sit at the kitchen table waiting for her to put pancakes on my plate. the tables turned, She's the one who's cooking for me.
"I've been here for exactly a month now... And you didn't learn anything from my cooking skills. Can dodge a bullet but can't cook pancake? How are you gonna live here all alone without knowing how to cook?"
"I have a personal chef"
"If he's not available?"
"I'll call someone, just order, or I'll just go to your house since you're always alone, I'll ask you to cook for us then we'll eat. easy." I shrugged.
"Smart. Make sure to buy me something in return if that's your plan. I'll give you an Idea what to buy, I love sweets."
Can she just live here? We're neighbors, yes. But once she left my house I feel she's from another dimension. I want her here.
"Sweets? Okay. Easy." I replied.
She just smiled sweetly at me and put the delicious pancakes on the table.
....
The doctors went home after checking me up. I'm okay now. More than okay.
"I've packed my things up. I'm gonna go home." A voice behind me.
"It's only 4 Pm? Stay at least until dinner?"
I hope she stays. I'm not ready.
"Then come to my house and ask me to cook for us just like what we talked about."
A smile just scaped the hell out of me. I know she saw it.
"Expect me to be at your door at exactly 7"
"Okay, bye!"
"I'll help you with your bags"
Say yes...
"No."
"Sure?"
Pls
"Hundred percent"
"Okay... bye..." I'm sure I sound desperate for her to stay.
I am desperate.
"Tasha?"
Why did my heart beats fast?
"Mmmm yes, y/n?"
My heart is beating so fast, her voice changed in a seductive way.
"Don't forget to bring me something sweet."
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THE NEIGHBOR
RomanceY/n's husband died five months ago. She doesn't have kids so she lives alone. She promised herself that she's not gonna find love again because her husband is her first love... She thinks he's the only one she fall for... She got a new neighbor, Na...
