(Casey's POV)
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True to his word, Jace prepared dinner for me. Thankfully, I had it fully stocked so he had everything that he needed to prepare a good meal.
"What's your plan?" I asked after a while as I watched him dice the onions into bits, and then move over to the tomatoes. "What exactly are you planning to cook?"
"Why don't you watch and guess?" He asked back.
I bit my lower lip as I watched him work. He had only spent two nights here in my home, but it already felt familiar. He was making his way around as if he had lived here for months and having him in my private space just felt right. The more I thought about it, the more I loved it. I could never get tired of seeing Jace cooking for me.
He must have sensed me staring at him because he turned and smiled at me, "What is it?"
I gave a weak smile in return, "It's just… almost surreal. I think the reality is only just hitting me now."
