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Chapter 136: I Find It Hard To Ask For Help

Angelia

Doing as Kingston instructed, l’read his written notes on how to make brussel waffles. It said that I had to whisk together egg yolks and I might be dumb but I didn’t know how to separate the yolk from the egg white. I hadn’t spent much time in the kitchen before him.

“Umm…Kingston. How do I separate the yolk and egg white?” I asked, he had just started measuring up the milk and stopped so he could help me.

“Use the small bowel I have set at the counter and then you catch the yolk with your hand and let the egg white run through your fingers. Once they are separated, you put the yolk in the bigger bowl.” He explained.

To be honest, I found it hard to focus on what he was saying, too intrigued by his voice but I got the gist.

“Oh, okay. That doesn’t sound difficult.”

“It is not, you will be able to do it without any problems.” He assured me and continued pouring milk in a measuring cup.

Cracking the egg, I hurried to catch it before it all went to one bowl and I did as he had instructed. The egg felt slimy and cold in my hand but also kind of pleasant. I did the same with three more before rewashing my hands. My shoulders were killing me and I found it hard to do simple things like cracking the eggs. I have had a hard day at work yesterday since Ben didn’t do shit and while I hadn’t used my arms that much in yesterday’s scene with my dominants, I knew that was partly why the muscles in my shoulders were so tight. I felt Kingston walk up behind me just as I was about to whisk the egg.

“Here, let me help you.” He whispered and put his hands on my shoulders.

I stiffened for a split second, shocked by his action. He rarely initiated contact and when he did, it was tuned. He began massaging me with perfect pressure, not too hard and not gently and I moaned at the feeling of his expert hands easing the Knots of muscles that had begun forming. My head dropped forward, giving him more space to work with.

“You should tell us if you are hurting.” He chided as his thumbs attacked the sore muscles.

“I.. I find it hard to ask for help.” I admitted to a groan when he massaged a particularly big knot.

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I didn’t know if I heard him right because he was whispering too quietly but I am sure he said it to me too. When we were finished, I gave him a shy smile and a sincere thank you. I felt so much better, my muscles loosened and didn’t hurt that much when I used my arms. He only gave me a nod in return. We worked mostly in silence and while it was nice to simply spend time with him, I also wanted to get to know him better.

“Have you always loved cooking?” I asked, wondering as I stirred the ingredients in the bowl.

“Not really, I grew up with personal chefs so I never had a reason to cook. I was about twenty- something when I started experimenting with food and it went from there.” He responded.

I had thought he would probably give me a yes or no response but he surprised me by talking in

entire sentences.

“Then, I am right on track.” I joked.

Sometimes, I actually forgot that we had a pretty decent age gap and it wasn’t something I often thought about. For me, it wasn’t a big deal, all that mattered was that we got along great and had insane chemistry

“With me as your teacher, you will catch up in no time.”

It wasn’t what he said that made my eyes widen but how he said it. Had there been humor in his (tone? Oh my goodness, please call the emergency because I might have a heart attack with how weird my heart is acting right now. D

“So, 1 presume your mother didn’t teach you then? I asked without thinking

He hadn’t been forthcoming about his family, he hadn’t mentioned them at all and I figured there was a reason for it. But of course, my stupid mouth couldn’t be kept shut.

“No, she didn’t.” The humor in his tone was goow his voice turning clipped.

Fuck. I had truly messed up. Not knowing what to say to that, I shut up which I should have done minute ago. We finished making the wattles along with whipped cream and berries. The smell at sugars awestrices made my math water. Just when I was about to wake up the other two, they ed in the action and both of them were ring matshing expressions of annoyance as they eyed each other. The laugh i tank in while I been in the room came out and when i fist started. I couldnt stup Teats welked in, laughing so hard and I wished I had been

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All three of them were looking at me weird, not knowing the picture I had in my mind of Riccard

and Marshall.

“Had a good sleep?” I finally asked, my lips twitched with humor as I looked at them. Riccardo grunted something while Marshall looked embarrassed and his flushed cheeks a clear sign.

“Fucking hell, you saw that?” Marshall murmured.

“Sure, I did.” I nodded.

“Why didn’t you wake us up?” Riccardo asked next, I shrugged and teased them.

“You look pretty cozy there.” I added.

“What is going on?” Kingston interjected, looking confused.

“Here, I will show you.” I said and grabbed my phone and unlocked it.

I showed him the last picture I had taken and I kid you fucking not, there was definitely a smile. tugging at his lips. It wasn’t a full smile but in Kingston, it counted as one. Turning the phone, I showed the other two as well. Marshall was the first to break out in laughter, dissolving the tension between him and Riccardo. This right here was a memory I had been looking back on when I was old and gray. I would remember the warmth I felt, how my heart was full and how happy I was. Life was made up of moments, this would be one of them.

“Dude, remember that time you poured pink dye in my shampoo and I had to go my father’s charity event looking like a fucking flamingo.” Marshall said to Riccardo when we had all finished up eating.

“That was after you had spiked my water with a laxative before my class. I had a test that day.” Riccardo said back.

“No, he didn’t!” I laughed, picturing myself a younger Riccardo trying to focus for the test, all the while having some stomach issu

They had talked about several of the pranks they had done on each other throughout the breakfast and I was here for it.

“Oh, sure he did.” Riccardo nodded, looking pissed.

His expression made me laugh harder, tears were spilling down my face and soon, the laughter turned to sobs which in turn made the whole kitchen silent except for my ugly ass crying sounds.

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“Are you okay, pumpkin?” Kingston asked, I couldn’t see anything through the tears but I knew they were all watching me.

“Hey, talk to me.” He said gently, cupping my cheek so sweetly and it only made me cry even

more.

“I don’t know why I am crying.” I tried to force out a laugh but it came out shaky. Kingston turned me to face him and dried my tears with his fingers.

“It is probably sub–drop, you went through a lot last night.” He said.

“But why am I g..getting it now?” I hiccupped.

He was right, though. I had experienced sub–drop once before and this was precisely what it had felt like, my emotions were all over the place like it usually was when I had my period. My hormones were typically super unstable that time of the month which wouldn’t happen for several days still.

“Sub–drop doesn’t always happen right after a scene, it can happen a few days later.” Marshall explained to me from the other side of the table.

“I am going to pick it up now, okay?” Kinston said and I nodded as another sob escaped me.

His hands went under my armpit and he lifted me up, I wound my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips. He held me close and stroked my back in a calming manner.

“Come on, guys. Let’s go to the living room.” He said to the other two and I held onto him like a freaking monkey, grateful for the intimacy he offered.