Arielle is walking back and forth from the kitchen to the dining room preparing breakfast. And Caleb couldn't help the smile forming on his lips. She wore white apron with flower prints over her dress. Her hair was swept away from her face in a simple twist. She was already ready to go to work but he had another plan.
He watched her cook like a pro, gone was the Arielle he knew who couldn't even handle frying an egg. The smell of the food she prepared wafted through the air making Caleb's stomach rumble. There were stuffed baked potatoes, salad, and fruits.
While she's pouring fresh fruit juice on the cups, he set the phonograph for some music to fill in the silence. He heard her gasped from the back, her eyes were wide and a hand was pressed on her chest.
"Did I scare you?" Setting asi
