CHAPTER 8

  Anya followed Andrius and saw him heading towards the kitchen. Andrius took off his shirt and took the pan after. Her eyes widened at what she saw. Apart from the fact that she had just seen a man's body, she also noticed that he has abs. Eight. Yes, she counted. He also has a tattoo from the chest to his arm.

  She swallowed. Suddenly her throat dried up.

  "Stop staring ... You can have me if you want," Andrius said while smirking. She didn't realize she was already eyeing him. She was focused on his abs, and she felt ashamed.

  Anya averted her eyes from his abs and ignored him. She knew he was annoying her again. She watched Andrius as he cooked. He was very good at that kind of thing. As she watched him, she could not help but think of the possibility that she might fall into him. Her head hurts just now. She did not know what to do, and she was not sure.

  "What do you call this?"

  "German Spaetzle. It's our egg noodle dumplings," he replied. "Here," he added.