I wake up with the delicious aroma of buttery pancakes lingering in my room. My eyes open wide and I throw the duvet, run to the washroom to take a quick shower. I dress into a pleated shirt and grey pants.
I enter the kitchen and my jaw drops in surprise to see Antonio baking the pancakes. He flips the cake in a professional style and passes his signature smirk while observing me from head to toe. I fake my cough to gain his attention.
“My eyes are up!” I state while crossing my arms.
“I know that because I am already drown into them!” Antonio exclaims in a flirtiest way.
“My sharp tongue can neutralize your charm so watch yourself.” I say and fill my plate with the freshly baked pancake.
I pour sweet maple syrup and cut it with the cutleries. I swig on the first bite and devour the
