**BEN POV**

That same night, Ambrose had offered to make dinner while Nolan offered to help his father, but unfortunately, he kept messing up everything, so Ambrose asked him to take care of the dirty dishes in the sink.

Whenever I tried to offer my assistance, both men would refuse and simply ask me to relax.

It was nice of them, but I felt a little guilty. Watching Ambrose cook looked like a work of art.

He caught me staring at him, and I placed the glass to my lips, ...