It took Orion a moment, but finally, he withdrew his gaze, suppressing his uncontrollable emotions, all buried in the steaming spaghetti in front of him.
Seeing him earnestly eating, Xanthea finally relieved, "How is it? Does it taste good?"
"Delicious."
This was, by far, the most delicious and satisfying spaghetti he had ever had in twenty years.
"So this is the first meal I've prepared for you as your girlfriend, do you want to make a wish?"
Orion paused. Xanthea thought he'd caught onto something, but he responded.
"Did you made a wish?"
"I did."
As she gazed into his bright eyes, she didn't know what wish he made, but she silently wished him a happy birthday, my dear.
Under the hazy moonlight, the willow branches swayed gently, casting reflections of the couple's silhouette within the pavilion.
Xanthea watched him finish the entire plate, even drinking the soup, feeling touched and proud.
Finally, someone acknowledged her cooking skills!
"Orion, is it really that deliâ"
Before she could finish her sentence, she was abruptly pulled into his embrace, firmly seated on his lap.
"What are you doing?"
Orion's face, filled with emotion, buried slightly into her thick, curly hair, his voice as rich and soothing as a cello, "After eating spaghetti, I find myself craving something else, you, Xannie."
Xanthea: "Satiated hunger awakens other cravings, huh?"
Orion chuckled lowly, "I crave you, Xannie, always, not just when I'm full."
"Is that something you should be proud of?" Xanthea pinched his chiseled jaw, her tone fierce like a little fox, "Well, you better not be!"
"We're so close to the lake, what if Seb suddenly shows up!"
"Does that mean if Seb isn't here, it's okay?" His gaze teased her, "Then later, we could out here in the openâ"
He didn't finish his sentence before Xanthea bit him in annoyance, attempting to get up, only to be tightly embraced by him again.
"Xannie, don't go."
"Did you do something wrong?"
"I did."
"Will you do it again?"
"I will."
"What?!"
"I won't do it again, I mean."
Xannie, thank you for spending my first birthday in fifteen years with me.
From now on, I want to spend every birthday with you.
"Orion, mmm."
"Uncle! Pretty Sister! There you are, I found you!"
My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace ï¤Chapter 403 Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
Orion, this big pervert, still managed to tempt her. Fortunately, they had only just begun, or else...
"Seb, what are you doing here?"
"Julian sent me with a bottle of wine, and Uncle Leonard asked me to bring it to you!"
Not far off, Leonard approached the pavilion with a smile, while Orion's gaze darkened, like a cruel beast lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce.
ï¤Chapter 1927 Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace)
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