Untouched, Unbothered {Completed}

you want me to do what?

Valentina's POV

After discussing what we were going to bake she gets all the supplies out. "You know I'm a very very good baker." She laughed. "You? Very good? I was expecting you to be alright. Not 'very very' good." "How rude. Well. May the best baker win." I say eagerly. I was going to win. I don't lose.

We had to bake everyday normal chocolate chip cookies. But we had to do it off of memory. Which was easy. Cookies are the easiest to do. I first had to get out the ingredients.

•3/4 cup granulated sugar

•3/4 cup packed brown sugar

•1 cup of butter, softened

• 1 teaspoon vanilla

•1 large egg

•2 1/4 cup of all purpose flour

•1 teaspoon baking soda

• 1/2 teaspoon of salt

•2 cups of semisweet chocolate chips

•1 cup of coarsely chopped nuts (optional)

Easy peasy.

I first mixed together the butter and sugars. I mixed in the egg, the vanilla, baking soda, and salt. After mixing, I slowly started adding in the flour. I took an everyday spoon, and took pieces of cookie dough out and put it on a baking sheet. I lined it up, four by three, making twelve cookies at once. After about an hour and a half, we were both done. By then, Luca came home. He was covered in dried blood, dirt, and he had a stab wound. Stella and I were worried but he snapped at us, saying to leave him alone so he could go shower.

Anyways, Stella and I agreed to go to his room giving him one of each of the cookies and asking him which tastes better. The one on the blue plate, or the yellow. Blue plate was mine. Yellow was hers. We knocked on the door lightly. He muttered, "Come in." So we did. He was laying in his bed, water in his hand, and blanket up to his waistline. He was shirtless. Of course. We walked in. I couldn't help but stare. Why were his shorts so down low? And the blanket. It was exposing his v line. They're also known as 'sex lines' they're supposed to make women swoon. And god right now, I couldn't stop staring. He had a perfect six pack. His arms were big but not too big. His pectoral muscles were just perfect. His hair was all messed up and undone. He also had a bit of stubble growing on his jawline. Damn did he look like a whole meal right now.

Stella was talking the whole time, and I didn't hear a word she said. I finally started listening again when she said "Right Val?" I looked up. Flustered. My face was getting hot. My face, ears, and chest were red. I looked down, pushing the feeling away. "Yeah, right Val?" I heard Luca speak up. By now he was smirking at me. Him and that famous smirk. My god.

He probably saw me staring. And I didn't even care. Ugh I'm stupid. How'd I not see him looking at me? I mean he caught me and I was still looking, great. "Can you repeat your question? I was lost in thought." "Sure you were," Luca said in a teasing tone. I threw the plate I had at him. "Ow, Fuck you," he said laughing. Heh. Serves him right.

"I said, we worked hard on the cookies right?" "Oh yeah we did, I mean it was easy for me since I've known how to make cookies since like third grade but like, yeah we worked hard," I said proudly. Stel's jaw dropped. "YOU'VE BEEN BAKING SINCE THIRD GRADE?! LUCKY."

"Haha yeah, nothing to get worked up on. Anyways why don't we give Luca the cookies so he can see who's is better?" "Probably yours since you've been baking forever." She mumbled under her breath. I was probably not meant to hear it but I did. I couldn't help but let out a small laugh. Luca took the one in my hand and ate it, then Stella made him drink water to 'cleanse his pallet' then she made him eat hers.