Chapter three- teach me to bake

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   Bridget felt her cheeks flush as Hook leaned in closer, his intense gaze making her heart race. She wondered what ulterior motive he might have but she didn't want to assume it was bad just because he was seen as a villian.

"Teach me to bake," he said, his voice smooth and disarmingly casual.

Bridget was taken aback - this was not at all what she had expected him to say. But despite her reservations, she couldn't help but smile at him. "Of course. I would love to do that," she replied, her curiosity piqued.

When Bridget smiled, Hook felt a strange fluttering in his chest. He quickly pushed the feeling aside, knowing his plan was working. "I'd like to meet every day after classes," he said, taking another bite of the cookies.

Bridget nodded, determined to make amends for her earlier mistake. "Okay, anything to make up for my mistake. But I'm curious - why do you want to learn to bake all of a sudden?" she asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.

Hook's lips curled into a subtle smile as he concocted a lie. "I like a girl," he said, "and I want to impress her."

Bridget's eyes widened in surprise. A villain like him, interested in a girl? She couldn't help but wonder who this mysterious woman could be. "Oh, really? Who is she?" she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of jealousy.

Hook's smile deepened as he placed the cookie box next to him on the bed. "That's a secret for now, princess," he said, his tone both playful and enigmatic.

Bridget bit her lip, her curiosity burning. But she knew better than to push him. Instead, she simply nodded,

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