[ Author's PoV ]
"Love, if you put any more mushrooms, I swear it would taste less like a risotto, and more like just cooked mushrooms," Zach instructed, suppressing his laughter as he put his hands around Anna while she stood in the kitchen trying to get the dish done for lunch.
"I really am trying!" She pouted, fake glaring back at him.
"Oh, I know you are!" He instantly accepted in defence, dramatically throwing his hands in the air.
"No, you're just standing doing nothing and passing mean comments, which by the way, is not fair," she teased, biting back a smile as she picked up the box of mushrooms and kept it away, stirring the now more than half cooked risotto in the pan on the stove.
"Well, in my defence," he cleared his throat, "I offered making lunch, but you were the one wh
