Looking down at her he had meant to give her a smile, but she was standing beside him with her eyes scrunched up tight. This gave him a few seconds of free looking and he took the advantage of that. However, if he stood here gawking at her for too long she’d realize nothing was happening and open her eyes. So with alacrity he swished his wand and apparated them to his overwhelmingly lavish manor house just outside of London proper. They arrived in the entranceway, everything was hardwood floors and mahogany furniture with silver, maroon, and black color accents.
Expensive artwork hung on the walls and handmade rugs were placed over sections of the hardwood floor. Kissing the top of her head he murmured, “Welcome to my humble abode!” Grinning down at her he laughed and started towards the kitchen. To the left of the hallway were what appeared to be a parlor of sorts, a living room, and a formal dining room. On the right the first room was a library/study and the second was the kitchen itself.
Setting all their bags down in the ultra modern kitchen he clasped his hands together. “So my wise and beautiful instructor what do we need to begin! I’m rather excited I must say, I’ve never had a personal lesson in cooking before.” Another devilish smile and he leaned against the counter.