Grace was confused to see that despite everyone stepping out to head to the upper floors, there was no one in the elevator except for Davian. So chose stairs to head upstairs, so were walking around in the hallway, while the others returned to Unit 2001 for so reason.
"Are you not coming?" Davian asked when instead of stepping inside the elevator, she remained standing outside while trying to figure what was going on with the others.
Realizing that he was waiting for her, she quickly stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for 21st floor.
"Want to have dinner together?" Davian asked, pulling her attention toward him.
At first, Grace thought about declining his offer, but when she recalled just how good of a cook he was, she changed her mind. Clearing her throat, she offered in return, "How about you do the cooking at my apartnt?"
This earned her a raised eyebrow from him, but he did nod his head in agreent. "What ti do you want to co?" He asked.
Right at that mont, the elevator stopped on 21st floor and she walked out of it only for Davian to follow after her. She checked the ti in her wristwatch before replying, "How about at five?"
Once again, she seed to have surprised him because he took a mont to look at her before asking, "Isn’t that quite early?"
It was currently half past four in the late afternoon, aning she wanted him to arrive at her apartnt within next thirty minutes. Considering they always ate their dinner after seven, it was understandable that he found her timing odd.
"Well... we will be doing a lot of cooking. So early is good." Grace answered.
This ti, Davian’s eyes narrowed and he asked, "Are you going to invite others as well?" His tone made it quite obvious that he wasn’t too big of a fan of this idea.
She quickly shook her head and added, "It will be only the two of us."
He visibly relaxed and then gave a nod of his head in approval. "Then I’ll co after taking a shower." He said before once again stepping into the elevator and heading to his apartnt.
Grace too headed inside her own partnt and went straight for a shower that she needed badly after the training session. Fifteen minutes later, she walked out of the shower and got dressed in comfortable pajamas, skipping the nightgown since she had invited Davian.
Once she was dressed, she walked into the kitchen and took out the fresh veggies from her space and got other necessary items and ingredients ready. She just took out a tray of eggs when she heard her doorbell ringing.
She headed toward the door and pulled it open, finding Davian standing outside just like she was expecting. Seeing him still dressed in a shirt and pants, she suddenly felt underdressed in her pajamas.
"Can you wear sothing normal for a change?" She asked while closing the door behind him.
Davian imdiately looked down at his attire and asked, "Am I not dressed appropriately?" The genuine confusion in his voice only made her let out a sigh.
"It’s nothing. Forget it." She mumbled as she followed him into the living room. She noticed how his gaze shifted from her face to her side, but before she could have followed the line of his sight to see where he was looking, he asked, "Do you have a blow dryer?"
"Mmm. You need one?" She asked, confused at the random question.
"That’s right. I might need to use it for a mont." He replied, surpising her further.
Though it was a weird request, she still headed inside her bedroom and brought the blow dryer for him. "Here."
She watched as he took the dryer from her and imdiately plugged it in before pulling her to sit on one of the couches placed near the wall. "What are you doing, Davian?" She asked.
"Let dry your hair first. You shouldn’t leave your hair wet in such a weather or you might catch a cold." He spoke as he switched on the dryer and started drying her hair.
Grace felt awkward and at a loss as she sat there while he worked on her wet hair. It didn’t take long before she started enjoying the feel of his slender fingers running through her hair.
But then he did sothing that forced her eyes open and a soft gasp escaped past her lips - his fingers brushed over the tip of her ear, sending a powerful sensation down her spine.
He probabaly didn’t hear her over the sound of dryer because he continued like nothing happened. On the other hand, she was unable to relax after that. Thankfully, he was done not long after.
"Thank you." She said as he switched off the dryer and put it aside on the coffee table.
"ntion not. Let’s start with our main task now since we have taken care of your hair." He said while turning his full attention toward her.
She quickly nodded her head and stood up from the couch. On her way to the kitchen, she pulled her hair up in a bun, very much being aware of the pair of eyes that were fixed on her from behind.
"That’s a lot of materials." Davian comnted the mont he noticed the entire counter being filled with veggies and other cooking items.
"I told you that we will be cooking a lot." Grace reminded him, to which he nodded his head before asking, "Do you have any particular dishes in mind?"
She wasted no ti as she grabbed her phone, that was sitting on that counter, and opened the list that she previously ca up with for the dishes.
Butter Chicken
Garlic Shrimp
Fried Rice
Stuffed Cabbage Rolls
Tofu stir-fry
Sweet and Sour Pork
Caprese Salad
Kimchi Stew
Davian took his ti to read through the list, and once he was done, he shifted his gaze to her. For a mont, he said nothing, but then finally spoke, "Let’s start with Butter Chicken."
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