CHAPTER 40

CHARLOTTE'S POV

I opened the bathroom door and peeked out of it to see if Owen was still in the room and I sighed in relief when I saw it was empty.

I got out, wearing his bathrobe and I was surprised to see my clothes on the bed. Did he pick these out for me? I squealed in happiness at how romantic he was becoming.

I got dressed in a few minutes and headed for the kitchen and I was hit hard with an amazing smell. I rushed to the kitchen and he was standing by the counter, with an apron around his waist.

He seemed so focused on cooking that he didn't notice I was behind him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he jolted a bit at my touch.

“What's hubby cooking for me?” I mumbled against his back and he smiled as he turned to me and placed a slight peck on my head.

“Bread and scrambled eggs.” He replied and I gasped in excitement as I looked over his shoulder and it looked mouth watering.

“It looks beautiful!” I exclaimed and he chuckled as he laced his free hand with mine and