CHAPTER 8

  Damian's POV

  I looked at Sabrina when she went to the kitchen. I watched her movements and saw the wonder and excitement in her eyes as she ran her finger across the sink.

  "I read in your bio-data that you like to cook so as my wife, the kitchen is yours and you will cook for the two of us," I said seriously.

  "I need to know your favorite dish," She said in a calm voice.

  I nodded and went to the backyard where I was resting. There is a large hammock there filled with pillows and blankets as well as a small table and a few chairs on the side of the stone pathway. There are also flowers and plants there, whenever I have time I always fix the plants and some of mommy's plants, because mommy gets angry when her plants are damaged.

  "You also like plants," she asked and looked at me.

  "When they are here, we are always here in our backyard. It has become a bond between us to plant plants when we are not busy with work," I answered calmly.