Stilettos in the City

Chapter Four

I woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast, I was extremely hungry. I took a shower and I got dressed.  I put my hair into a ponytail because I was feeling slightly queasy and I wanted to be ready just in case. I walked into the kitchen to see Caden making breakfast. I walked over to him.

"You don't have to make breakfast. I can do it." I offered.

"Nope. I've got it. You deserve this." He said still making the food.

"Thank you, Caden. I'll set the table." I grabbed the plates and sat two of them on each side of the table.

"So, when are you going to talk to Toby?" Caden asked as he took a bite of his pancakes.

"I don't know. I'm thinking about calling him this afternoon." I answered as I took a bite of my eggs.

"How, though? He doesn't have his phone anymore."

"I'll find it, trust me. I still have his Dad's number, and he tells his parents everything." I said as I took a sip of my milk.

"Are you going to make the appointment before or after you call him?" He asked as he drank his milk.

"I want to make the appointment after I call him."

"Do you want extra?"

"Oh, uh, sure."

He brought a small plate of eggs to me and I took them. "Thanks."  He nodded and took the other plate to the sink and cleaned it. I began to eat my second round of eggs.

"Do you want to do something tomorrow?" I asked Caden.

"Sure. What do you want to do?" He asked as he sat down in his seat and began to finish his pancakes.

"I don't know. It's New York, I'm sure we'll figure something out."

"You like to walk, right? What about Central Park?" He suggested while eating the last piece of his pancake.

"Yeah. Let's do that."

"Okay. Sounds good." He said taking our empty plates to the sink and washing them. I walked over to him and hugged him randomly. He was shocked at first, but then he hugged me back. We both let go.

"What was that for?"

"I wanted to thank you, but I didn't know how to do it." I laughed at my ridiculousness.

"You know what?"

"What?" I said looking up at him.

"You're really strange, in a cute way, though." He said, chuckling.

"Strange? How?" I asked, looking at him confused.

"You just randomly hug me, kiss my cheek, and things like that. It's cute."

"Sorry about that, I'll stop if it makes you uncomfortable."

"No, don't apologize. I love the way you do those things. It's what makes you, you." He said.

I blushed, "Um, so when do you want to leave?" I asked.