Her Culinary Creations, Tasted Only by Him

"No, that's not right!" 

"That doesn't go in there!" 

"You've added too much!" 

... 

Damien Sterling stood by, sighing in resignation as he watched Emma Hart fumble and scramble in front of him. 

What was he thinking, allowing her to attempt British cuisine? Could he really envision such a woman in his future home?

Catching Damien's look of disdain, Emma retracted her hands mid-air, unsure of where to wipe the lingering cream. Eventually, she resigned herself to smearing it on her apron.

This act didn't escape Damien's notice, his face a mixture of disbelief and incredulity. "Emma Hart?" he asked, incredulously.

"What?" she responded, a hint of frustration in her voice. After all, where else was she supposed to wipe her hands? Besides, the apron was disposable.

Damien found himself at a loss for words, unable to articulate the chaos unfolding before him.