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Over in Ferrowland, Susanna was flabbergasted when she finally looked at the pasta she'd cooked. She stood in the kitchen, staring blankly at the doorway that separated her from Hull, who was lounging in the living room.

It had been an hour and a half since she first mentioned dinner.

An hour and a half, just to make a simple pasta...

And she'd managed to mess it up twice already!

She had discreetly tossed the first disaster in the trash, but now this...

Staring at the burnt pasta in the pot, she couldn’t figure out what had gone wrong.

She’d followed the recipe to a T, hadn’t she? And she’d successfully cooked for Stella before, so what on earth was wrong today?

Sitting in the living room, Hull hung up the phone and said to her, "Is it ready yet?"

Susanna jumped. "Uh, yeah! Almost!"

She glanced back at the pot. It would have to be ready. She was starving and couldn't imagine Hull wasn’t too.

She gave the pasta a taste.

Oh no! It wasn't ready.

What had she done? Had she added salt twice? Yep, that seemed to be it. She must have doubled the usual amount of salt.

Hull didn’t notice Susanna’s flustered demeanor. He tossed his phone onto the coffee table. “Great, let’s eat.”

Susanna froze. How were they supposed to eat this? It was so salty it was almost inedible.

But feeling the weight of Hull's presence, she didn’t dare admit her failure. She had no choice but to nod and say, “Okay, coming right up.”

Hull was already at the dining table.

Susanna felt a chill of fear wash over her.

What if Hull tasted her cooking and was so furious he would shoot her dead? Well, she didn’t want to think about it.

An hour and a half, and this was all she had to show for it? She was ready to kick herself.

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