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"Shit"
I slowly turn my head to look at Alejandro who is still sound asleep, I pick up the book I knocked over and place it back on the nightstand.
I tiptoe my way out of the bedroom slowly before closing the door behind me softly, I stand up straight as I push my hair behind my ears.
I walk normally as I make my way over to the kitchen, today is Alejandro's 21st birthday. We are currently on a yacht in the middle of Selat Bali, we have been here by ourselves for the last three days.
We have had the time of our lives here on this boat and Bali overall, I have made a lot of core memories on this trip. I told Alejandro I would bake him a cake for his birthday so here I am washing my hands as I prepare to make this cake.
Am I a good baker? I am decent.
I grab everything I need then measure it out in bowls, I put out champagne and butter earlier in the morning so it is now room temperature.
I preheat the oven to 350 then grab a large pot, you know when he first showed me a tour of the yacht I realized there is levels to being rich. I am rich. I am so very filthy rich, but Alejandro is wealthy.
Very very wealthy.
I add three cups of chamapgne too the large pot then put it on medium-high, I let it simmer until it reduces to 1/2 of a cup. I move the pot to an empty area then cream ten tablespoons and 1 1/2 cups of sugar together in a large bowl.
I add in four egg whites and one teaspoon of vanilla bean paste until it was combined then adding in the champagne till everything is combined. In a seperate medium sized bowl I sift 2 1/4 cups of all purpose flour, 1/2 teaspoon, 1 1/2 teaspoon of baking powder and 1/4 teaspoon of baking soda.
I alternate adding 1 cup of buttermilk ans the dry ingredients to the wet ingredients a little at a time until everything is combined. I grease the cake pans then divide the batter equally before popping them into the oven.
I set a timer for thirty three minutes before doing all my dishes and cleaning up the counters, I make my way into one of the bathrooms and brush my teeth then do my morning facial routine.
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My eyes open for a split second to see Alejandro eating something, I subconsciously snuggle closer to him making him wrap his arm around me. I hum as I start to drift off back to sleep.
What is Alejandro eating? Why is he even awake? WHY ARE YOU EVEN SLEEPING?
I snap my eyes open then pull away from Alejandro to see him eating a fruit salad, I gasp as I start to remember what happened. I showered and still had time left on the timer so after getting dressed I sat down on the couch....
"I fell asleep. Oh my God" I whine as I cover my eyes then look at Alejandro, "Happy birthday baby I am so sorry." I say as I crawl over to him and kiss him all over his face. "Thank you Ylenia" He says as he grabs my face and kisses me.
I melt against him as I kiss him back then pull away, "I woke up so so early to make you a..CAKE! OH MY GOD!" I shriek as I lunge up and run over to the kithcen. I open the oven to see nothing inside, I take a deep breath as I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.
I look around the kitchen to see not one trace of my cake at all, I look at Alejandro who is walking over to me. "I-I was baking you a cake" I say as he walks me over to the garbage and opens it for me to see the burnt cake.
My jaw drops as he closes it then I turn to face him, "It was going to be a raspberry champagne cake" I frown as he walks over to the fridge and opens it. "I appreciate you waking up early to try and make me a cake" He says as he pulls out a store bought cake.
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In The Morning| 18+
RomanceTeresa Stan, a married woman, finds herself drawn into a whirlwind of passion when she meets Alejandro Romano, a younger man who awakens long-dormant desires within her. As their forbidden attraction intensifies, Teresa is faced with a choice: will...
