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Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 971

Jackson blinked a few times before he helplessly rose to his feet. “For the love of God, can’t the two of you just stop? Or must I be out of here to make y’all shush? Let me be clear. You two better not run around like monkeys after dinner so as to not bring me any trouble, you hear?”

Watching him relent made Summer and Tiffany exchange smiles. In that split moment, it felt like they were family again.

Tiffany was downright voracious. She appeared to have developed particular cravings. She loved every dish Jackson made but rejected anything that was made by the West family’s hired cook. It was moments like these that helped her growing awareness on the evolution of her taste buds and food cravings. Thankfully, it seemed that she was spared from other less pleasant changes pregnancies typically brought.

Jackson seized the chance to jab at her. “Well, well, well! Have you been trapped in a closet under the stairs without food for ages?”

Tiffany scowled at him. “Excuuuuse me, mistah! What I’m doing right here is to show you how much I’m lovin’ your cookin’, and this is how you say thanks? Oh my God, yes! This the exact flavor I’m craving!”

“If you like it so much, you can have it every day.”

His voice had turned quieter. Tentativeness undergirded his words, though it was also notably steeped in forlorn wistfulness.

His remark hushed the air over the dining table. Tiffany felt her heart race half a beat faster. All eyes were on her, all ears waiting for her answer. Even Atticus, who rarely involved himself in conversations, stared at her. She could feel a hill-sized pressure weigh down on her shoulders.

Yes, Tiffany wanted to get back together with Jackson. But must her admission come out after this awkward setup? Why could he not make himself more explicit, huh? Just like how it was back at that restaurant—

Tiffany could feel their attention crawling all over her being. Finally, she mustered enough courage and answered, “S-Sure…?”

Summer’s lips immediately blossomed into a wide, beaming grin before grabbing a juicy drumstick and leaving it on Tiffany’s plate. “From now on, if there’s anything you feel like eating, dear, let Jackson make it for you!”

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