'Want to get dinner first before going up?'' Ethan asked, indirectly trying to know if she would prefer to stay in the car for a few minutes more or would like to go straight to her room—the private room.
Shikera shook her head, ''No, let's just go. You…you can cook for me, right?''
Ethan's brows arched, but he didn't ask any questions.
''If you want me to,'' he replied.
''Actually…'' she craned her neck to look up at him, ''Why don't I cook? You've never tasted my meal…'' she hesitated, sighing softly before adding, ''You remember, right? The night you found out I am pregnant. You were so angry that I wouldn't have been surprised if you had upturned the table of food.''