Patricia's POV
Liam just wanted to showcase how good he was with his hands in practically everything. Sometimes I hated him but most times I was grateful, like right now, because these cookies came out amazing even though I initially ruined them.
Why would a man even know how to bake cookies? Ugh. I wanted him to appreciate me, but now I was doing the appreciation.
I watched him curiously and the way he whipped everything together before serving. As always, he sat down and made me sit down on his lap. He dished our meal in one plate and began to feed me. Since he wanted to spoil me, he should as well feed me then, I wasn't going to protest this time around. I deserve to be spoiled.
After having such a delicious three course dinner, I fell limp in his arms while he ran his hands through my hair in pure fascination like he didn't do it last just this morning. He was awfully all over me, and gosh, I couldn't be more pleased.