Straight To You

Thirty (part 2)

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When they arrived at the supermarket, Irene and Stefan got out of the car which was parked close to the entrance. Stefan immediately took a trolley to carry Irene's cooking ingredients later and they walked side by side while pushing the trolley together when they entered the supermarket. Irene looked happy entering a large supermarket which was different from when she was in Long Beach, "Looks like we have to look for an aisle for brownie ingredients" Irene looked up at the signboard for each aisle, Stefan, who was taller than Irene, immediately led the way down the aisle with brownie ingredients, "in this aisle there are ingredients for your brownies" Irene followed Stefan, "your eyes are very sharp, I forgot to put my glasses in my bag" Irene saw Stefan smiling even though he wasn't facing her, they are in the aisle of baking, "oh, here they are" Irene take every ingredients of her brownies recipe, "Stefan, do you have a baking sheets and baking tray for the cake?" she asks him, "I have a baking tray but not with baking sheets" as she scans the tool rack for baking and finds the baking sheets, "ah! here you go, I think it's already done, do you think we should buy one box of eggs?" Stefan says, "no need I have two dozens of eggs that I just bought two days ago" Irene put the baking sheets on the trolley, "perfect, we already set! let's go to the cashier, babe" as Stefan pushed the trolley to the cashier, Irene saw two teenage children who seemed to be filming the two of them and Irene waved her hand slightly at the two children, making the two children squeak happily, making Stefan look at Irene who was looking at them and Stefan also smiled when he saw them. "I think they're your fans" Stefan put the cooking ingredients on the cashier's table to pay, "Maybe they are your fans too" Irene just giggled, then she wanted to take out her wallet to pay for the cooking ingredients after the cashier put the total payment but Stefan quickly use his credit card making her hit his arm lightly, "I should paid for all this not you" Stefan said with a proud tone while take all the grocery bags "I worked so hard that I was teased by Olivia and Rachel with the word workaholic, that's just for you, iubi." Irene felt embarrassed hearing that sentence from someone like Stefan until she glanced briefly at the cashier who just smiled at them. When they came out of the supermarket, Irene took the bag in Stefan's right hand so he could get his car keys, then they put their things in the back trunk of the car, they rushed into the car, when the doors were all closed, Irene said "did you see them ?" Stefan just clear his throat, "yes" and started the car, then drove off leaving the supermarket. Actually, Irene felt short of breath here as she remembered the accident she experienced several years ago but she tries to calm down because she doesn't want him to know, "are you okay, princess?" asks Stefan as he knows something is wrong with her, she just shakes her head, "I'm okay, let's focus on the road okay?" with a smile on her face. They arrived at the parking lot in Stefan's apartment building which was in the basement. They got out of the car and Stefan opened the trunk to get the shopping items. Irene followed Stefan from behind, pulling the suitcase in her hand, then they entered the elevator, Irene's previously cheerful face looked a little uncomfortable, they arrive at Stefan's private apartment floor "come in, I'll show you my room" as they walk in the hallway to the big door in front of them and Stefan put the grocery bags on his dining table then Stefan open the door and she can see a big apartment like a suite room, "it's just like a normal house in LA, right?" Stefan chuckled as he open his room for her, "well, it's not that big as a suite room in the five stars hotel, this is my room" Irene looks confuse, "you didn't give me a guest room, huh?" she can see him moving toward her and give her a hug,

"How can I give my girl a guest room, you'll sleep with me in my room"

"But you have a lots of rooms, right?"