December 22nd

645 Words
I woke up early the next morning. After my breakdown last night Jack had made us some dinner and then went to bed. I decided I was going to make breakfast since he had cooked for me so much already. I look in the fridge and pull out some ingredients, I know how to make an omelet so I’m going to make bacon cheese omelets. Luckily the pan is already on the stove so now all I need is some seasonings. After looking through some cabinets I found what I was looking for. I get my phone and put some music on low so it doesn’t wake up Jack. As I’m cooking I internally laugh because I was with Alex for 6 years and I never made him breakfast but he never made it for me either. I put the second omelet on a plate when I hear a throat clearing. I spin around and see Jack leaning against the fridge. He looks me up and down when I remember I’m in my night outfit. It’s a matching red silk set, the shorts are very short and the top clings to my breasts. And of course my n*****s are hard. I see his nose flare and his jaw tighten. “Sorry, I uh, I woke up early and I thought I would make breakfast” I say picking up a plate and offering it to him “Thank you” he says a bit forces. He takes the plate and sits at the table. I could go change but a part of me kind of likes the reaction I’m getting from him so instead I take my plate and set it on the table. I walk back across the kitchen and open the cabinet I found the cups in. I intentionally reach up high making sure my top comes up to my mid back. I grab two glasses then go over to the fridge making sure to bend over more than necessary to get the orange juice. I hear Jacks fork drop onto his plate. When I look up I see he’s staring at me, actually at my a**. “It’s rude to stare, Jack” I say He immediately turns his head back towards his plate. I walk over and set the glass next to his plate. “Do you want some?” I ask holding out the orange juice He doesn’t say anything he just nods his head. I pour each of us a cup then sit down to eat my food. I can tell Jack is worked up, his face is slightly red and all the veins in his arms look like they are about to pop. “Stop looking at me like that Camry” he says “What are you talking about?” I ask already knowing “You know what you’re doing” he says flaring his nose “I have no idea what your talking about” I say grinning “Listen, you are very sexy.. but I’m a lot older than you” he says “What does age have to do with anything? I’m an adult” I say “Yeah you are an adult, tell me how many guys have you even been with?” He asks “One” I say low “Exactly, you’ve been with one boy. I’m not a boy Camry I’m a man which is something you should consider before trying to provoke me” he says “Ok” I say “I’m just being honest with you. Being with me would be nothing like what you are used to, just think about that if you consider doing a little show like that again because next time I wont keep my hands to myself” he says getting up and leaving the room That did not go how expected.
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