BEN POV

Ambrose is quick to put out the fire before anything drastic happens, and I sigh with utter relief, but I have a strong feeling that our meal has been burnt beyond recognition.

He turns around and faces me, chuckling, and my own face breaks into a contagious grin.

“I have never burnt a single meal in my life, and this only happened because you kept me distracted.”

I cocked a brow at him.

I faked a gasp and placed my hand over my chest.

“Are you ...