After The Cookies [COMPLETE]

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| DAY 3 |

After sleeping for until they couldn't anymore, both Zac and Fatima spent the morning on the back patio watching the sun come up while the kids were still sleeping. Today was action packed with things the kids wanted to do today. Starting with their son, who wanted to see the biggest Buddha statue offered on the island while Faith wanted to go snorkeling, wants to see the elephants, and take a cooking class.

Zac wasn't for the elephants or cooking class, he doesn't like animals bigger than him and he certainly doesn't have the palette to try other countries food, he just wasn't sure if he was mature enough to handle the different ways people around the world makes their food. Very ironic considering he's 35, but he usually gets wings or a burger, because you can't go wrong with either of them.

As for Fatima, she was ready for the cooking classes, she was a nerd when it came to learning new dishes, she was over American food. She doesn't know if it's something has changed in how they handle food or if her being alive for 33 years made her accustomed to America's food, either way she was over it. She too, had a few surprises to share on the trip.

Fatima walked out of the kitchen to find Zac sitting on the couch watching last night's highlights of the NBA Summer League, he really didn't care much about it because majority of the players don't even make it on the actual roster but all the local channels were speak Thai and he couldn't read the settings on the TV to change it. Instead he hooked his laptop up to an HDMI cord and just watched it from there.

Sitting in his lap, "What you doing?" She asked, already knowing the answer to it. He smacked his lips, pointing directly at the TV. "What do you think I'm doing? Cause it's pretty clear what I'm doing." He spoke sarcastically as he folded his arms.

She leaned over, shutting the laptop, which instantly stopped playing on the TV. "Aye I was watching that, I mean they were getting they ass beat but still..." Even though the summer league didn't matter, he still hated his team favorite team losing, especially getting blown out.

"I got something that will make you feel better. A lot better." She grinned at him, his eyes squinting as he thought about what it could be. "I am not in the mood for any sex, it's too damn early."

"I have never heard anyone complain about it being too early for sex, but I'mma use that the next time you want some at 4AM." She chuckled at herself. "And I wasn't even talking about sex, it's in the kitchen. Come on." She slowly stood up from his lap, extending her hand out.

"Well the kitchen is meant for food and I don't smell food so..." He continued, not moving an inch. "Do you really think I would cook anything on vacation?" She gave him an appalled look, he didn't muster up a response, only looking at her. "Honey for real, the present is in the kitchen." She waved her extended hand around for him to grab it.

"Aight fine." He grabbed ahold of her hand as he followed her into the kitchen, she walked him all the way to the stove before backing up smiling. He looked at the stove, then back at her, then back at the stove again, before resting back on her. "Where's the present?" All he saw was an empty stove top and that most definitely couldn't be the present she was talking about.

"It's inside the oven." She pointed on the outer glass section of the stove. "But you just told me you didn't cook?" He asked confused. Tilting her head to the side, "And I didn't. I just put your present in there because it fit the analogy." She explained leaving him confused. "Why are you talking about your body?" He asked even more confused than before.

She closed her eyes, letting out a series of deep breaths, she didn't know how hard it was for him to just open the oven door. "First off the word you are thinking of is, anatomy, not analogy." She shook her head as he began laughing, realizing the innocent mistake he made. "And second off, just open the damn oven. You know I've been working on my patience."