“Do you know how to check?” I ask, bending to look under the sink again.


    He looks up, our eyes meeting and I realise we’re too close…


    “It can’t be that hard,”


    “Which means no.” I counter lightly tucking my hair behind my ear, only for it to fall forward once more.


    “Do you think I can’t?” he asks challengingly.


    “Of course, with your stubbornness, you will try to seed.” I stand up, crossing


    my arms.


    “And if I do, then what will I get in return?”


    I cock a brow. “Clean dishes,” I whisper cheekily.


    He chuckles, “Hmm, give me something more.” He counters.


    “Ok fine, fix the sink and I’ll give you one wish since it’s Christmas time.”


    “Then you have yourself a deal, Ms Toussaint.” He replies as he grabs a pot and gets to work.


    Ever the businessman.


    Well, if he can fix it, I’ll be happy, and I don’t think I’ll mind whatever he asks.


    I finish making the coffee, adding some whipped cream as Sebastian tinkers away and I have to admit


    he looks good as he does that. I wouldn’t mind him. checking my- focus!


    I clear my throat, what is the matter with me today?


    I busy myself cleaning up the counters, only stopping when Sebastian


    swears.


    “So, seems like someone’s been busy.” He remarks, as I hear something pouring out of the pipe and


    it’s definitely not water.


    I walk over and stare down at what looks like- “Water beads…” I almost growl.


    I frown, looking at the little beads that expand when they make contact with water, and I know exactly


    who did this.


    Xander.


    I sigh heavily as Sebastian checks if any are left before he screws the pipe back in


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    Standing up he washes his hands and I pass him a dish towel staring at therge bowl of beads. He


    must have squeezed them all in and they must have expanded in the bend.


    Goddess, this child!


    “So, looks like you owe me one wish.” He remarks cockily, tossing the dishcloth down and crossing his


    arms.


    “Although it was your son who was the cause of this,” I say,


    “Are you trying to get out of it?”


    “Not at all!” I deny it with a pout.


    He smirks, not believing me. “Mhmm, good. So, what I want is…”


    I look up at him, a thousand thoughts of what he might ask from me going through my head, but not


    onees close to what he asks for.


    “A smile.”


    “What?” I ask, confusion flitting through me…


    “A smile. Give me a smile that’s just for me,” he says quietly.


    My stomach somersaults as I stare into those piercing blue eyes.


    That’s all? A smile?


    A warmth washes over me, and a soft smile naturally crosses my face as I look into his eyes.


    I’ve forgotten how he makes me feel… I’m not sure if he’s changed, or was he always so charming?


    Either way, he’s making me weak….


    “Beautiful,” he whispers huskily, and for a second, he touches my chin, sending sparks through me.


    Before I can respond to him, the sound of small running feet approaching reaches me and then Xander


    enters the kitchen.


    “Daddy! Mommy,e y a game with us!” he says.


    I step back smoothly and cock a brow. “Of course, but first, would you like to exin this?” I ask,


    pointing at the bowl on the floor.


    Hees over curiously but freezes when he sees that the bowl is full of beads, paling visibly.


    “Uh oh… Holy Guacamole!” he says, pping a hand over his mouth before he turns and runs out of


    the kitchen as fast as his little legs can possibly carry him. “Xander!” I shout, hurrying after him.


    This boy!


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