Ava pulled her hair back and tied an apron around her. She turned and was met with a pair of greedy eyes staring at her.
“What?”
“How about only wearing the apron?” Dylan said and wiggled his brows at her playfully.
“We will never cook dinner then.” She giggled as she got out the mixer and placed it on the counter. She turned and looked at Dylan. “Alright, let us get started. Can you bring the flour over here? I’ll mix the yeast with some warm water and get it started.” She looked over at Dylan and handed him another bowl. “Here you can start combining the dry ingredients in here slowly. That should be an easy task for you.”
Dylan scoffed and rolled his eyes at her. So far cooking didn’t seem that hard at all. He grabbed the flour bag and the bowl. He lifted up the measuring cup and tu
