𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓨𝓸𝓾

Four: Banana Pancakes

*Leilani*
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I woke up to the warm sunlight shining in from my window. I got out of my bed and walked into my bathroom. I turned on the shower and got in. I washed my body with the lavender bodywash that Roman sent. It smelled really nice.

After I got done in the shower, I dried off my body and brushed my teeth. I then walked into my room and put on some black panties and the matching bra. I was staying at home today so that's all I was gonna wear.

I walked downstairs and into my kitchen. I decided I wanted to make banana pancakes. I grabbed the bananas and started cutting them up. "I think I like you better without makeup, Mi Amor." I screamed and threw my knife at the random person in my home.

"Roman!" I put my hand on my chest trying to catch my breath. "Goodmorning to you too." He sat at one of the chairs at the island. "How did you get in here?" I questioned. He grabbed a banana slice from the bowl and ate it. "Your security guard let me in. I told him I was your boyfriend." He ate another one.

"Good, now I have to fire him. And stop eating my bananas." I groaned. "They're so good though." He tried to take another one but i slapped his hand. "Why are you here?" I asked, adding the bananas to the pancake batter. "I came to see you." He smiled.

His smile gave me butterflies. "Why?" I Question. "Because I wanted to see where you lived. Also, I wanted to get to know you more." He said the last part quietly. "What was that last part?" I looked up at him. "I want to get to know you more. I feel as if i'm going to have you as a dancer. Then, I should know a little about you." He looked me in my eyes.

There was a little sparkle in his eye. Something was telling me that's not the real reason why he wanted to know more about me. "You could've at least let me know that you were planning to stop by. I would have put clothes on and probably wouldn't have thrown a knife at you."

"It's not like I haven't had one thrown at me before." He smirked, making me roll my eyes. "And anyways, I don't see why you need to put clothes on. It's not like I haven't seen you dressed like that before." He looked over my body. I picked up my spatula and hit him in the head.

"Ow! Damn, did you wake up and choose violence this morning?" He rubbed his head. "Well I wouldn't be so violent if you didn't just allow yourself to be in my house." I spat. I turned to clean off the spatula when I felt him wrap his arms around my waist and lay his head on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry Mi Amor. I will let you know next time before I pop up." He kissed my shoulder, giving me butterflies once again. "Move i'm trying to make my pancakes." I try to push him off but he doesn't move. "You smell nice, like always." He mumbles, pulling me closer. "What's gotten into you?" I question. "I'm not used to this." I say quietly.

"Well take advantage. Because I never do this with anyone. There's something about you that makes me wanna be around you all the time." He kisses me shoulder again, this time trailing kisses down my back. "R-Roman." I Whimper. "Hm?" He hummed against my skin. "M-move. I wanna make my pancakes." I whine, trying to puch him off again but fail.

"I'll order you pancakes. Just leave me be." He groaned, causing me to give up. "Fine." I huff. Okay, I gotta admit.... It's kinda cute. But we barely know each other and he clinging to me like a baby. "Can I at least sit down? My legs are starting to get give out." I whine. He picked me up and walked over to the couch, sitting down with me in his lap.