63 63. Chopsticks.

"Wow... I'm so surprised you know how to cook." Jessie gasped as she watched Jason sashay around the kitchen with elegance.

"Really? There's nothing I don't know how to do?" He boasted his chest puffed up.

Jessie smiled and shook her head "I believe you."

He winked at her as he dropped the plate of hot steaming pasta on the island in front of her.

She looked up at him, then back at the food. "This really smells great."

"Dig in" he encouraged her.

She pouted when she looked at the cutleries, picking up the fork she dug in.

"No chopsticks?" Jason asked.

"I'll tell you a secret, I don't know how to use chopsticks." She whispered.

Jason brow lowered and he walked around the island, tossing the apron he sat on the stool beside her. "Would you like to learn?"

"Sure, why not? But what I'm really interested in is cooking" She shrugged.