Chapter 42

Stella’s point of view I jumped in fright as I felt a hot breath fanning my neck, and arms snaked around my waist, but quickly relaxed when I remembered I’m not alone -Jimmy was here too. I’m currently in the kitchen, trying to fix us something to eat. “What are you cooking?” he asked, then planted a light kiss on my neck. “Spaghetti and meatballs” I replied. “Mmmm” he inhaled. “It smells delicious” I rolled my eyes. “Of course, look around and tell me who’s cooking?” He chuckled at my response, and rested his chin on my shoulder. “I was just being a gentle man by complimenting you” “Hm” I hummed simply. I mean, I don’t need compliments on things I can do very well. Cooking is the second of two things I can do very well, I don’t need to tell you guys what the first thing is -you all know it’s s*x, right? “My stomach is growling, how about we have some desert first?” he asked suggestively. My left eyebrow raised at his suggestive question. I knew very well what he meant, but acted obl