Finally, I needed to break the little silence in the house. ”Uhm, hi!” I said. Nothing came out from those his lips than his smile, I was lost on how to continue but eventually, "have you eaten breakfast?” he asked. ”Yes,” I said. But my Tommy was quick to betray me as it made some grumble. He glanced at me as he plastered a smile on his lips, This was just too embarrassing I thought.
"Have a seat.” I felt he wasn't asking but had ordered me. ”So, do you eat eggs,” he asked. Was that question really necessary? I thought. I mean who doesn't eat eggs? I just sat there staring at this hot creature as he took the egg from the fridge, he glanced at me one last time before making the omelet. finally, he was done and I was already salivating. I just couldn't lie the house smells good from the qu
