*Cora’s POV*
Adrian picks me up and sets me down on the kitchen’s granite counter tops as he sets down a recipe book next to me.
“What do you feel like eating baby?” he says skeptically as he pages through the red leather bound book named 1000 Top Recipes, “redvelvet pancakes or croissants?”
“Mmmmmm both sound amazing...” I answer, my mouth watering at the images in my head, “but... maybe we should start with something easier... level 1 so to speak.” His expression relaxed immediately as he feels me letting him off the hook... slightly.
“What would a level 1 menu consist of?” he asks with a frown. I can see he knows nothing about cooking, clearly he’d been cared for his whole life, having staff to cater to his every need. At least he was trying... for me... and that was better than
