But, I Love Her

Part 4

I'm gonna try to update all of my book tonight. Excluding the oneshot book because I do not have any requests at the moment. DM me if you want one.

Eddie Pov

After I hand Grant the $20, I start on breakfast. I break 5 eggs into a bowl and whisk them together. I put a pan on the stove and turn it to medium. I put some butter in the pan and it melts. I tilt the pan to move the butter around. I pour the eggs into the pan and hear it sizzle. I turn down the heat a little bit. I turn around to grab 2 plates. I scrape the bottom of the pan so it doesn't burn. Once the eggs are fully cooked, I divide it equally between the 2 plates. I usually make breakfast for Samantha, so I'm used to cooking. 

Grant Pov

As Eddie makes the eggs, I watch his muscles flex. He's one of those people that doesn't like exclusively work out, but when they move their arms in the right way, their muscles show. I find it oddly attractive. I try to snap myself out of it, but it doesn't really work. My mind keeps filtering back to it. When he reaches up to grab the plates, his shirt lifts a little. I have to look down so he doesn't see the embarrassing flush that covers my face. It would be awkward if he noticed me checking him out. Wait, why am I checking him out? I thought I already confirmed that I'm straight. I mean I've noticed these things before about him, but my body has never really acted on it. I just thought it was a bro thing. Maybe I'm just hallucinating. Lets just keep it at that. 

Eddie Pov

I hand Grant the plate of eggs.

"Thank you," he says, his voice seems like he's trying to keep it steady. What in the world could he be nervous about? I sit next to him at the chairs by the island. We eat our eggs in peace. Grant finishes his eggs first. He gets up to wash his plate and fork in the sink, but I stop him.

"You're my guest. Let me do it," I say.

"I'm more than capable of doing it myself," Grant says.

"Just let me do it," I say.

"Eddie, quit being stubborn," Grant says.

"Why won't you let me do it?" I ask.

"Let me do this for you," Grant says. "I can fight you again. But then you'd be out of $40."

"Fine," I grumble. I sit back down and finish my eggs. My eyes flick up to Grant while he's washing his plate. I have a few other dishes sitting by the sink that I wasn't able to finish yesterday. He seems to have found them because he's washing them as well. There's no use fighting him on it because I know I won't win, so I sit there quietly. I watch his muscles flex. I know he works out a lot and he has impressive muscles. I've always wished I had better muscles, but I've never found the time to be able to work out. YouTube takes up a lot of time. I feel my face heating up from staring at him. I find this weird because that never happens. I finish eating and get up to wash the dish. Grant takes it out of my hand and I try to stop him, but I'm not able to. Grant stares into my eyes. He has his glasses on and it enlarges his big blue eyes. They're not as impressive as Josh's. He's the blue eyed prince in our group. They're still beautiful though. I have to quickly pull away from him before anything weird happens. I excuse myself to go get dressed and go to think about what the hell had just happened.

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