Cooking With The Alpha (1)

"Well I can make a show-stopping beef wellington," Lucas stated and Imani's eyes twinkled as she nodded, making a sound of approval in the back of her throat.

"I can make a mean chicken fried rice... one that has the right amount of salt of course," she replied with a grin and Lucas let out a laugh as he placed a bottle of oil in a top cabinet, his defined muscles rippling as he moved his arm.

"That was an accident. I wasn't focused while I was adding salt to it so that doesn't count. I can make a mean chicken fried rice too," he said and Imani's grin grew even wider as she placed her phone next to her on the counter before jumping off it.