Axel POV
“Something’s burning,” I murmur against her lips.
“Oh, crap,” she quickly lets go of me and turns to the stove. “The mash is ruined.”
“I’ll get rid of it,” I take the pot off the stove and place it in the sink. “And I’ll start peeling again.”
“We should’ve stuck with your hotdogs,” Liana sighs as she looks at the peas and sausages.
“Are those burned as well?” I ask as I peek over her shoulder.
“No, it’s fine,” she replies but I can tell she is upset. “But by the time the second attempt of the mash is done, these will be cold. And it’s not going to be the same if we reheat it.”
“Hey, there’s no need to be upset,” I place my hands on her shoulders and turn her to face me. “It’s okay. We have all the time in the world. Besides, I’m not here for the food.”
“I’m not upset, I’m
