She had actually considered Ethan Laurent's issue, but she felt that once wouldn't matter too much.
Moreover, what she made was actually just heavily flavored with lots of spices, but not too spicy.
Ethan Laurent had no choice but to let her be.
"Leo, out you go, I'll handle this!" Ethan grabbed Leo, who was still poking around the room, and took him out. He shut the door behind him and let his gaze casually fall on Summer Ford's face.
Summer Ford was holding a spoon, simmering soup, with a rich aroma filling the room.
Ethan Laurent walked over in a few steps, wrapped his arms around her from behind, held her hand, and brought the spoon she held to his lips to taste it. He pressed his lips together.
It wasn't as bad as he imagined.
"Go out first!" Summer Ford nudged him with her elbow, finding it inconvenient to move.
Ethan Laurent ignored her and leaned casually against the countertop, watching her ingredients intently.
