Chapter 13- Inviting her for dinner

• Abigail looked at him who was busy brewing coffee in the kitchen and was not aware of her intense gaze. The smile on her face was still there. She sat on the couch and kept looking at him, holding her chin on her right palm and placing her elbow on the armrest of the couch. When she first met him, she hated him and didn’t want to see his face. But now, she was not tired of watching him. In fact, she started enjoying his company.
• It didn’t take much longer for him to brew the coffee, and he came out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee in his hands. He passed one cup to her and said, “I hope you will like it.” He grinned widely.
• “Hmm. Let me taste first.” She took a sip of the hot coffee carefully and licked her lips as if she was savoring its taste. “Hmm… Not bad.” She smiled and took another sip. “Not at all bad. I like it.”