That evening, Autumn decided to make dinner for them, as she thought of every possible way to make Perry go for the retreat once. Ever since she heard that he had never for once attended it, she felt obligated to force him to go, just that she had no way to.
She was still mixing a couple of ingredients for their dinner when Perry walked into the kitchen in a loose top and shorts.
"What's for dinner?" He asked as he walked in, calling Autumn's attention to him.
Her back was in his direction while she faced the slab, on which she was slicing some cabbages and onions on a tray. When she heard his voice, she turned to look at him for a second, but instead, had a double take.
She stared at his wet mane of mid-length dark brown hair. It was a beautiful sight to see.
"I thought you complained about the shower?" Seeing that he just had a shower, she asked as she turned back to face what she was cutting.