Claire had always been the more skilled one. Even Nora often teased Damien for slightly oversalting food, or for chopping ingredients too big or too unevenly. He cooked well, but he wasn't exceptional.
Or so they thought.
What they were looking at on the table now completely shattered that mindset. After tasting this, there was no way they could ever see Damien as "below" Claire in cooking again. This meal changed everything.
Damien simply sighed softly, his expression calm as he watched their reactions. A small smile formed at the corner of his lips—subtle, warm, and somehow teasing. "Don't worry," he said lightly, his voice smooth. "Just enjoy…"
Claire and Nora glanced at each other, their cheeks slightly red, their eyes shining with anticipation. Then, almost in perfect sync, they pulled their chairs out and sat down at the table.
