The Young Master's Woman
WSTM Chapter 21 - Pasta, Dusk and Comfort
The apartment purchased by Damian is ready to be occupied. That afternoon they spent time there.
After visiting the shopping center located in the apartment area, now they are busy in the kitchen.
Ainsley stuffed some food and drinks into the fridge and Damian was busy making warm tea for the two of them.
Ainsley's lips smiled, still not expecting her life to be like this. It was as if he was really a rich man now.
"Sir, can you cook?" ainsley asked, after closing the refrigerator he approached the Master, looking at Mr. Ford who was willing to make him a warm drink.
"Can I cook it?"
Ainsley narrowed his eyes, staring in disbelief. Can it cook? He is not a Young Master, surely there is nothing but to spend money? I think this tea tastes salty too. You definitely can't tell which salt is and which sugar!
Such thoughts kept swirling around Ainsley's head, it was quite difficult for her to believe that Mr. Ford could cook.
But Ainsley who looked at him disbelieving like it actually looks funny in Damian's eyes, he then lifted Ainsley's body to sit at the pantry table.
Lali's in front, Grep!
"You don't believe it?" damian and Ainsley asked immediately.
"Yes, I can't believe it" Ainsley replied.
"If I could really cook, what would you reward me for?"
"Dadies! Why is it so flirty?"
"Hem, tell me, if I could cook what would you give me?"
"Kiss" said Ainsley.
"Just kiss?"
"Hot kiss!"
Ainsley was out of breath, he was squeezing his own two hands that had been in the chest of Lord Ford.
"Well! Cheating!" ainsley said as the kiss finally came off. Mr. Ford has not shown his ability in cooking, but has already asked for a reward.
And Damian didn't respond to his lady's annoyance, he went straight to the freezer and started making pasta for both of their meals.
All the movements of Mr. Ford stunned Ainsley, it would not be difficult for him to fall in love with the man.
"Don't just look at me, drink your tea" Damian said.
"Down me first" pinta Ainsley spoiled.
Damian approaches Ains again and lowers the woman, but on that occasion Ainsley steals a kiss on the Master's lips.
The flirtatious attitude that makes Damian judge Ains.
Ainsley then chose to sit in front of the pantry, in order to still be able to pay attention to the master Ford cook, pasta with meat pox that looks very good.
A few minutes later the pasta was served in one plate, Damian did not plan to make it on two plates. He wanted to eat with Ains.
"Sit here" said Damian, pointing to his lap, and Ainsley said he had moved into the lap of Mr. Ford at the dinner table.
"Sweet it first" said Damian.
Again Ainsley said without much words, he took a fork and began to eat the paste.
It felt so good, that Ainsley was speechless and just smiled, just staring at the Ford master in awe, staring intensely, at him, so proud Ainsley to cupped the man's face and back to kiss his lips at a glance.
"What a son," said Ainsley.
That afternoon they not only enjoy the pasta, but also twilight and comfort.