Chapitre 76: Afterglow 3

ISAAC'S POV

"You jerk!" Imogen exclaimed, but her laughter betrayed her amusement. I couldn't help but grin as I turned back to the stove, flicking on the burner and setting the pan down with a satisfying clang.

As I busied myself with warming up the food, I could hear Imogen's soft footsteps padding around the living room. The sound of her presence filled the apartment with a warmth that had nothing to do with the heat emanating from the stove.

Once the dish was heated through, I carefully transferred it to a plate, arranging it as neatly as I could. I'd never been one for presentation, but something about Imogen made me want to try harder, to impress her even with the smallest gestures.

"Hey," I called out, peering into the living room. "Food's ready. Come on over to the dining room."