The Actress' Husband

Episode 67: Saint Nicholas

Episode 67: Saint Nicholas

The four of them gathered around the dining table after the dinner had been served. From roast beef tenderloin and buttery mashed potatoes to mulled wine and festive cookies, Nicholas had really outdone himself. The two guests smiled at the feast before them as their Christmas dinner horizons had been expanded. With a meal this impressive, Chase was tempted to bring himself to tell Nicholas he would come by every year.

"Wow, Karen really went all out this year." The blond guy said in awe.

"Oh, it wasn't Nanny Kim who prepared all of this." Emily spoke up.

"Then who..."

Chase's eyes widened in shock as she pointed to Nicholas.

"No fucking way! You did all of this?"

"Yes, and I hope you choke somewhere in between eating it."

Emily gasped. "Nicholas..."

"You hear that? That's the real him coming out. You better watch yourself." His friend seriously advised her.

"You're really talented to be able to do all of this. These aren't even simple meals to prepare." Valentina chimed in, eyes scanning the table.

"Thank you." The chef of the day replied politely.

"I can cook too."

Everyone's head turned towards the man.

Chase sat there, unashamed of his outburst. He batted his eyelashes at them in such an unimpeachable manner that they were all speechless.

"I'm serious." He stressed.

His eyes then fell upon Valentina.

"Maybe if you have the privilege of being in my company you'd be able to experience it. Breakfast in bed, how does that sound?"

She tapped her chin in thought.

"Sounds mediocre in comparison."

Emily choked on her spit at her bluntness.

Nicholas tapped at her back lightly, wearing a smirk at the woman's rejection of Chase's advances.

The guy frowned at her response.

Usually when he gave women that kind of look they would be pressing their thighs together to ease the ache he created. But this wildcat was clawing at him like no tomorrow - as if his very existence was offending her. Her irritation grew every time he opened that mouth of his.

He didn't like this feeling he was getting for the first time in his life.

Silenced by the heaviness of it, Chase looked ahead of him into space and Emily took that chance.

"Okay, it's time to bless the food." She announced before clasping her hands before her.

They all thanked the supreme being for their food and the opportunity to gather here on this day before digging in.

Per usual, Nicholas had his eyes half opened during that and his gaze fixed onto Emily.

Only this time he had company - another doing the same thing to Valentina at the table.

A harmony of moans of approval sounded from the room as they ate.

"Nicholas, you have the hands of a god."

Emily still couldn't wrap her head around how good of a cook her husband was. It was truly a blessing as his mother had said.

"You'd know." Chase smirked at her comment, finally getting out of his state of disbelief.