Arman POV
We arrived at our place and Ava moved to the kitchen, while I sat on a bar stool around the island. “Do you need help?” I asked her and she shook her head.
“Thanks… I am almost done…” She said, and I squinted my eyebrows, How in the world was she almost done when we just arrived?
She laughed, she understood my confusion. “I got ahead during breakfast… “ She said and I chuckled. My mate loved to be ahead of things, and I loved that about her.
She pulled out a big clear bowl with fresh lettuce, bread croutons, shredded Parmesan cheese, and a little bowl with dressing- “Salad is done…”- she said, and I gave her a nod.
“Do you want me to help you set the table and place things on the buffet table in the dining room?” I asked her and she nodded.
“Yeah, could you d……
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