Within Three Months

Cook

"I think I should cook dinner for you... and your roommates for the...well everything " I said sympathetically. "Sure if it's no trouble." "I'd love to I'll make dinner, dessert, drinks you'll love it" I implied. "I bet I will, will you want help or something" he asked. "Nope I'll start now and finish around maybe 8:27 since it's 5 o'clock" I said. I walk downstairs and go into the kitchen to cook. First I made what my restaurants famous for. Oh yeah I'm a chef at a restaurant that's who I called at the coffee shop restaurant. Anyways I made my famous spaghetti and meatballs with special homemade bread rolls. For dessert I made a four layer chocolate chip cookie cake with hazelnut brownies. For our drinks I made a choice between wine and hot chocolate. I went with wine. Finishing around 8:15 I turn around to find the plates and stuff and I find him staring at me. "Finished" I say soulfully. He claps for me in amazement looking over at dinner and dessert. "Where are the plates and forks to set the table"?
"I'll set the table for this fabulous meal" he says willingly.
"Thank you" I said. He grins putting a table cloth on the table. Putting four plates and forks out on the table. He finished setting up the table. "Can I taste your work" he asks. "Come" I say as he goes to get another fork from the drawer. Walking to me next to the stove he hands me the fork. I took the fork from him and stuck it in the pot of spaghetti, swirled the fork and brought it out with my hand under it. "Here" I say as he grabs the fork from me. He puts it in his mouth and his eyes open like he's at a firework show. "What do you think"?
"I've tasted this before". "Well if you've went to 'The Restaurant' before then yes you've tasted it, one of my famous dishes actually" I say proudly. "You work at 'The Restaurant' I love that place I go there once a month since last year to get the spaghetti and meatballs" he says with soul. "So that's you who orders that" I laugh. "Yeah actually you work there as one of the chefs" he asks. "Yeah head chef actually been there since I was 17". "17" he questioned. "Graduated high school at 16 they said I was smart. Got a full ride to college only went 3 years graduated early. My first year in college I got a job there." I explained. "Wow so how old are you now" he asked. I replied with "24". "So you're hot, smart, 24, head chef at the most famous restaurant, sweet, amazing cook obviously, clumsy, etc." he says laughing at his last comment. I say "Well thank you you're sweet, incredibly hot, a gentleman, a foodie, age idk, an amazing penis, and you know high school musical songs which is a bonus". He leans in and kisses me not wanting to let go we kiss longer. His roommates come in on us as he had his hands on my ass squeezing it. "Um you gonna finger her or do we have to wait" they say childishly. We let go of each other and he says "Well my amazing girl cooked dinner from us". Their eyes widen and they look at each and back at us and say "Girl? Oh detective time". They high five each other laughing. "Well that seems fun" I say. I turn to the handsome man and say "Can you make the plates while I go to the bathroom and wash my hands please". "Yeah" he says. I walk to the bathroom to freshen up and as I'm washing my hands I realized I need mouth wash. I finished with my hands and look in the cabinets under the sink to find Listerine. Bingo.
~Month over~