𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ

Enrico knocked on my door as I awoke. I groaned, and he took advantage of it and let himself in. I smelled something heavenly in the air, but I ignored it since I was so exhausted.

"Wake up, Vale. I cooked breakfast." Enrico said, as he placed the tray on the desk next to me.

That was enough to jolt me awake. I had fixed Enrico and I lunch the night before, but our activities got in the way of dinner.

I skipped dinner yesterday because I was too tired and worn out to eat, so let's just say I was hungry this morning.

I sat up and smiled half-heartedly at Enrico. "Thank you, Rico."

He sat down on the bed, nodding his head.

"How are you doing today? Do you need anything?" He questioned, which made my stomach flutter.

No, Valentina, he's simply interested after yesterday night's incident.

"Yes, I'm alright. Thank you." I swallowed my saliva and made eye contact with him. "I apologize for yesterday." I told him, I was still unsure about how I had acted.

As he began to look at me, his brows furrowed.

"Why are you sorry? You were overwhelmed last night, but you didn't do anything wrong." He stated, which I let out a sigh and nodded.

Not wanting to speak on the subject any longer, I looked over to see what he had made. Chocolate chip pancakes with eggs and bacon had been prepared by Enrico. I smiled.

Chocolate chip pancakes are one of my favorite breakfast foods. A glass of ice water was placed on the side of the tray.

I returned my glance to Enrico as I smiled at the dish.

"I appreciate the breakfast." As I reached for the plate from the tray, I said, "Chocolate chip pancakes are actually my favorite."

I inhaled the delicious aroma and reached for my fork. I plunged my fork into the stack of pancakes and brought it up to my mouth. As I ate, I hummed and nodded.

This food was hitting the spot.

It had just the right amount of chocolate chunks.

As I felt Enrico's stare on me, I looked up. His eyes twinkled with amusement.

"I felt like a big breakfast would suffice because you didn't eat dinner last night." I nodded as he explained his reasoning behind this meal to me.

This was far superior to dinner. If I had the option, I'd eat this every day.

As he watched me eat, Enrico shook his head. I wasn't irritated that he was staring at me while I was eating; in fact, I was suspicious.

Did he want some of my food?

I cut off a chunk of my pancakes and filled it with eggs and bacon. When everything was on the fork, I put my hand beneath it to keep it from falling into the bed. I brought the fork up to his mouth.

"I know you said that food tastes better when it isn't yours, so here you go." I told him, as I stared at his lips, waiting for them to open.

Before opening his mouth, he shook his head. I carefully placed the fork in his mouth and stood there watching him eat the food. I took the fork from his lips and observed his face.

As he chewed his food, he hummed.

"I usually don't eat breakfast, but that was delicious." He boasted, "My cooking is amazing." I was on the verge of rolling my eyes.