Katelyn returned to the kitchen after her bath, her hair still damp. The moment she stepped inside, her nostrils were instantly filled with the mouthwatering aroma of freshly cooked food. Her eyes followed the source and landed on Sage, who was carefully placing the last of the dishes on the dining table.
"You've cooked so much!" Katelyn exclaimed as she moved closer to the table.
"Yes," Sage replied warmly. "I thought a hearty meal was necessary to make you feel good." He pulled out a chair for her. "Here, sit down."
Katelyn obeyed, her heart skipping at the unexpected gesture. As she settled onto the chair, she tilted her head just in time to catch Sage untying his apron. Her gaze drifted to the spread before her, and her eyes widened in astonishment.
"What are all these dishes?" she asked, almost breathless at the sight.
