Chapter 107

  Ayla POV

  I lifted my head and looked at him. "Can you cook for me? I don't want takeout, I want homemade."

  He nodded. "Of course, what can I make for you?" he asked.

  I thought for a moment, considering my options. "Could I have some steak and pineapple juice?" I requested.

  "Sure thing. Is ...

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