Kitchen Confessions

"Why are you doing this by yourself when you can have the maids do it?" I ask as I stand behind Noelle in the kitchen. She's making dinner. Her husband didn't want her in the kitchen, but she insisted on making dinner for everyone. We've been here for five hours, and I've got to admit, she's the second-sweetest person I know, after my mother.

I love her, and I think we'll have a great relationship