player // paxton hall-yoshida

five

Nina's POV

Saturday 4:21 pm

Paxton was staring deeply into my eyes and I sat there on his lap, unable to move for some reason. I wanted to get up...but I didn't at the same time.

He's so damn attractive. His strong biceps around my waist, a sharp jawline that could cut anything in sight, and eyes and lips that could make any girl swoon over him. No no no Nina you can't, he's a fucking player. You can't let yourself get hurt again.

"I uh um-sorry about that." I said snapping back to reality, removing myself from his lap.

"No-yeah it's cool." He said scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

I make my way towards the kitchen, my thoughts spinning out of control in my head.

What the hell was that ? Why do I feel so nervous ? Just be cool Nina.

I grab two water bottles from the fridge and toss one to him. We sat on the kitchen stools in silence for a minute.

"Soooo what were you going to do later ?" He asked, messing with his bottle cap.

"I was actually going to make dinner for myself." I replied and he nodded. "You can stay if you want."

"Really ?" He said, looking into my eyes again and my heart started pounding once again.

"Yeah-yeah of course." I cleared my throat, giving him a small smile.

"Okay cool. The only other person I've cooked with is my mom." He chuckled.

"Well you're not just going to sit there and watch me. You're going to be my little helper today." I grinned and he laughed, getting up from his stool.

"Okay so if you're going to be cooking in this kitchen, you'll need to wear an apron." I said, opening the pantry to find 4 aprons hanging on the side of the door. I grab my gray one and hand Paxton a black one.

I put my apron over my head, tying the strings into a knot.

"Oh hell yeah, I like this apron." Paxton laughed and I looked in his direction.

I realized I handed him my dad's apron that said "Kiss the Cook 💋". My mom bought that for him as a present for Father's Day last year. I couldn't help but smile.

"You should do what it says." Paxton smirked and I smacked his arm, rolling my eyes. "Start looking up recipes."

After a few minutes of being on our phones looking at recipes to cook, we settled on Chicken Alfredo. We rummage through the kitchen, finding all the necessary ingredients for the meal.

I filled up a big pot with water and put it on the stove to boil. I then get out a separate pan for the chicken. I look over to see Paxton struggling to cut the chicken breast.

"Need some help there ?" I teased and nodded, avoiding eye contact.

"You have to make sure you curl your fingers, so you don't accidentally cut yourself." I said, repositioning his hand and for a moment, I thought I felt him tense up.

"Then make sure you cut off the fat and start cutting the chicken into slices." I instructed and he nodded. He began doing what I told him to do and I smiled.

"See look ! You're getting the hang of it." I laughed and he shook his head, laughing along with me.

The water in the pot began to boil and I open the box of fettuccine pasta, pouring it into the pot slowly. I put on a timer and turn my attention towards the chicken again. We both season the chicken and put oil on the pan before cooking.