Chapter 52

Dorian shut the oven. ‘A chef.’

‘Taking cooking lessons? Go on then, let’s see what you can do.’

‘I’ll mess it up.’ He backed off. ‘Go on, you do it.’

I walked out into the living room and switched on the hair dryer.

He followed me in. ‘You’ve got pepperoni. Want me to prep a salad?’

I didn’t answer...

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