Kate brushed her teeth and put on a small babydoll-style pajama and a thin robe. Then she went to watch Bastien cooking.

—Love, I told you to stay in bed. You’re not fully recovered yet.

—But I wanted to watch you cook. I love watching you. —Bastien moved around the kitchen, chopping and preparing dinner. Kate watched him in awe. She walked over silently and hugged him from behind, her hands caressing his abs and tracing every line of his muscles—. I love seeing you cook.

A smile appeared on Ba