Crashing into an Old Flame
Chapter 123: A good husband

Chapter 123: A good husband

"How does it taste?" Maxim eyed Diana as she licked the food from the corner of her mouth.

She leaned forward across the dining table, her breasts slightly bulging from the movement.

He closed his eyes for a moment to forget the view he was greeted with when he came back with her clothes and ahem... other stuff.

She was his damn friend, a girl on her fucking period, suffering from pain and all that while he was a jerk who was left insanely hot and bothered when she told him to get her underwear for her.

Even beasts were better than that.

Maxim never pegged himself to be a pervert with twisted tendencies but given his current circumstances, he had the urge to reevaluate his character.

When he opened his eyes, she was still leaning forward, her cleavage on display because of her V-neck vest.

And the view he had tried so hard to forget came back stumbling towards him.

The sight of her draped in a towel that covered every essential part of her body but left him wondering what was hidden behind that piece of fabric. That did nothing to help the heat that getting her underwear had risen within him.

He gulped the water from his glass and averted his gaze for a moment before he turned to look at her, only to find her looking back at him with narrowed eyes, ’’What? Is the food not to your taste?" He eyed the re-heated lunch he had prepared for her earlier this day.

She had gone to feed Angel and some pea-sized corner of her brain had assumed that he would leave them alone here. So, he let her believe that as he ordered kitchen essentials and bought some ready-to-cook stuff before preparing the lunch for her on such short notice.

Some of the food was made by him starting from scratch. The delay in her words had him wondering if she did not like it.

And the light in his eyes dimmed slightly when he thought about the kind of food she was accustomed to.

Five-star restaurants, royal cuisines, and all that. Although she dined with him in food stalls for fun once in a while when they were young, but maybe she was not fond of it anymore.

He should have taken her out for lunch but she said that she wanted to eat here so...

’’In fact...’’

His thoughts trailed off when she spoke up. Maxim lifted his gaze to her clear forest-green eyes.

Diana stabbed the fork on her plate as she looked at him with narrowed eyes, ’’I think you will make a good husband.’’

Her random words caught him off guard. His jaw dropped ever so slightly, ’’Where did that come from?"

’’From your food, where else?" Diana shrugged.

’’So, you like it?"

’’Nope,’’ Diana focused on her plate, not noticing the way his face dropped.

’’I love it,’’ she smiled at him.

Maxim’s heart skipped a beat and his face lit up when he looked at the wide smile that graced her face.

It was pathetic how her words controlled his mood.

’’I swear, a lot of girls will try to rip me to shreds if they know I am eating the food that you made while sitting with you. What an honor~’’ she drawled.

Diana paused for a moment before she sighed, ’’Thanks for today, Warner. If not for you, I would have been a mess.’’

’’Prettiest mess...’’ Maxim unconsciously mumbled under his breath, his gaze never once straying away from her face that was bare of any makeup, hair loosely tied in a bun with blonde strands escaping from everywhere, and eyes... shining with the kind of light that would make the poets write verses about them.

"Hmm?" she looked at him confusingly, ’’Did you say something?"

’’No,’’ he lowered his head to eat.

Diana looked at his hair that appeared like it hasn’t been combed

Her fingers twitched slightly.

She glared at her fingers. Why the hell were they having the sudden urge to comb through his hair? To clutch them tightly while he...

Her throat turned dry and her legs pressed together instinctively.

Diana picked up a glass of water and gulped it in one breath.

Must be her period... making her horny.

Must be it.

...

"Let me do it.’’

Maxim swatted away Diana’s hand when she reached out to do the dishes, ’’Stand there.’’

Her lips puckered up slightly, ’’You made food for me at my new place when I should be the one doing that and inviting you over. And now I am even letting you do the dishes. How is it fair?"

’’Since when have you started playing fair?" Maxim let out a soft sigh as he put on the gloves.

Diana glared at his ridiculously gorgeous side profile, ’’I have always been a fair person, Warner.’’

He tilted his head to the side, locking his gaze with hers as he enunciated each word clearly for her to hear, ’’You never play it fair with me, Chen.’’

Diana’s heart thumped slightly. Chen? Copycat. Just a... breathtaking copycat.

’’Never,’’ the corner of his lips tugged up slightly at the change in her expression and he turned his attention towards the dishes.

Diana grumbled and leaned against the refrigerator in silence.

As she watched him doing the dishes, her gaze drifted towards his forearms, veins bulging while drops of water sprinkled on his skin.

The devil sitting on her shoulder prompted her to walk towards him and as if she was hypnotized, she extended her hand towards his forearm.

Her index finger twitched at the extreme curiosity of how those veins would feel under her touch...

Her heart raced as her finger drew closer to his skin.

Just as she was about to touch him, he nimbly dodged her hand.

"What did I say about standing there?" Maxim deadpanned.

Diana snapped out of her reverie. The devil who almost got her caught up in trouble disappeared from her shoulder and she cleared her throat.

She felt glad that he misunderstood her actions and assumed that she was snatching his dear dishes from him.

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