Page 272 of Hateful Games

“See, it’s good!”

Teresa takes over the task of cooking it on the stove, flipping it like a pro.

“Do you want to try?”

“No!” The horror and the speed with which I answer makes her laugh. While she’s cooking, I click a picture of the ingredients and freshly baked aloo paratha and text it to Nova. I mention I cooked it.

NOVA: Sweetheart, just tell me you aren’t alone and a professional is with you.

NOVA: If you say Bianca, I’m going to have a heart attack. I’ve already had a mini one from looking at the text.

Such a jerk. And he calls me dramatic.

ME: You can’t hold one incident against me for the rest of our lives.

NOVA: Doesn’t answer my question.

NOVA: Rest of our lives… Love the sound of that.

Butterflies take flight in my chest from reading his second text. I hide my blush behind my hair, so his mom doesn’t see.

ME: Nice save, hubby. But I’m offended you think I’m incapable of learning to cook. You should take tips from your mom, who I’m with btw.

NOVA: I believe you can do anything that you set your heart to, sweetheart.

ME: See, that’s better.

NOVA: Except cooking.

ME: God! I hate you.

NOVA: Guess I know how hard I’ll be fucking you tonight.

ME: Stop! I’m at your parents’.

NOVA: Are you forgetting I fucked your sweet mouth last time we were there?

ME: I give up. *rolling eye emoji*

NOVA: Go to my room and send me a picture of your wet panties.

ME: I’m not sexting with you while your mom is right beside me.

Right then, Teresa speaks from behind me. “The food is getting cold, Rosalie.”

“Just a minute.”

“Tell Nova that it’s my time with you.”

I turn beet red in embarrassment and hoarsely reply, “Sure.”

NOVA: I want that picture or I’ll be there. I’ll take much more than that. So be my good girl. I’m waiting.

Fuck.

Instead of replying, I sit down at the dining table and focus on the delicious food. I have to cross my legs to relieve the ache his dirty request left. Teresa serves me a fresh and hot paratha before sitting across from me.

Her cooking is out of this world.

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