He looked indifferent to the kiss and went back to the table to pick up the book he was reading previously.
“Whatever you say I guess. At least you don’t blow up the kitchen.”

“Hey, I’m a great cook, I’ll have you know.” She pouted, looking back towards him with a soft smile before getting onto her cooking.
“Huh…? Oh, no, it’s fine.” She smiled meekly, looking back towards him. “Go for it. As long as you don’t blow smoke in...
Forgetting her presence momentarily, he placed a cigarette in between his lips. Just before he lit it, he stopped...