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Ethan hadn't given a specific time for his return, but just the uncertainty alone was enough to set Izzy on edge. She was told to expect something and was a bundle of nerves, her emotions was all over the place. One day after work, as soon as Izzy opened the door, she was hit with a rich aroma wafting from the kitchen. Her legs acted on their own, changing shoes at the entryway and heading straight to the living room. Sure enough, Ethan's suitcase was still there. A smile crept up on her face when she thought about him rushing to cook before even unpacking. Lady Luck had finally cut her some slack and she had managed to nab him out of the sea of men.
"What are you grinning at? Hurry up and wash your hands, dinner's ready."
Izzy looked up at the man standing in the kitchen doorway and responded softly, "Okay."
Just as she turned on the faucet to wash her hands, a warm body pressed against her back. One hand assertively wrapped around her slender waist and the other gave her nose a playful pinch. "You cold-hearted girl, not a single call from you all this time, and you even went on a date with a stranger behind my back yesterday."
Izzy snorted silently. He's one to talk, she didn’t get a single call from him either. A wave of annoyance rose in her chest at the thought. Acting on impulse, she gripped the hand around her waist with her wet and cold hands, as if to punish him with the chill.
One hand was rugged and bronzed and the other was delicate and slender. The mismatched colors didn’t seem out of place at all, instead, they gave off a warm vibe.
Ethan didn’t call her out on her little scheme. But the cold touch made his brow furrow. He immediately dried her hands with a towel, reminding her as he did so, "I've told you multiple times, we have hot water 24/7. Even when you're washing your hands, use hot water."
They continued to hold each other. Izzy leaned against his warm chest, and after watching his actions, her annoyance dissipated significantly. "I forgot."
Ethan has made spaghetti and steak, both looking delicious. Izzy’s stomach growled at the sight. She blushed, instinctively glancing at Ethan across the table. But Ethan didn’t react, so she relaxed.
Izzy had a very satisfying meal. For the past few days, she had been having lunch in the office cafeteria and either eating out with Phoebe or having a simple meal at home for dinner. She was tired of it.
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