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{breanna's pov}
...My eyes slowly opened when I heard the water running. I rubbed my eyes and started looking around but then I realized that it was coming from the bathroom.
I left the bed and put my glasses on. I searched for my pajamas shorts and dressed them because I was only with underwear and a big shirt like always. I walked out of the room and went downstairs, to the kitchen.
I opened the fridge's door and took the milk out. I started looking through the cabinets searching for a glass.
I felt his hands on my waist and then his lips on my cheek, kissing it.
"Good morning." He said smiling when I looked to the back.
"Good morning." I replied. "Do you have something to eat here ?"
"Hm, I don't know...maybe it has something inside the cabinets."
"I don't think so. Let's cook something." I suggested and he gave me a confused look.
"I don't know how to cook. I have my mom in LA and here I have my housekeeper."
"Wait, you have a housekeeper ?" I asked and he nodded.
"I do, I just told her she could go this weekend because I wanted the house only for us."
"Oh...anyway, I can teach you how to cook."
"Okay and what will we cook today chef ?" He asked smirking.
"Pancakes. Trust me, I learnt with my mom, I make the best pancakes"
"Can't wait to eat them!"
"Correction: cook them." I said and he chuckled shaking his head slowly.
I asked him for help, so he handed me the ingredients and all the other stuff. The bowl was full of batter, so I handed him the bowl to make him do the rest. He rolled up the sleeves of his flannel and started putting the batter in the pan.
I observed him and he looked so focused and serious. The view was so attractive to me. His brown hair was messy and still wet from the shower, the flannel was a little unbuttoned, his face looked sleepy but sexy at the same time because his jaw was clenched and he had a little bit of stubble.
Since he was distracted, I took a handful of flour and flicked it in his face. He just looked at me with his mouth open, while I laughed.
He grabbed the whole bag and started walking next to me. I took some steps back but then my back hit the counter.
"Cameron, I was kidding, please don't...it's not fair, you have the whole bag."
"I don't care." He said and then dumped the rest of the flour on my head.
I shook my head trying to remove the flour but I was still covered of it.
"Oh my God."
"Poor you, come here." He said picking me up and then placed me on the kitchen counter.
He walked over, spreading my legs, allowing himself to stand between them. He took my glasses off and with his fingers slowly removed some of the flour of my face.
"I hate up." I said wrapping my arms around his neck and he laughed.
"No you don't." He replied looking into my eyes.
He put his face in the crook of my neck and started kissing it. His hands moved from my waist to my thighs, lifting my legs a little but I wrapped them around his waist.
I placed my hand in the back of his neck, bringing him next to me, making our lips crash. He wrapped a arm around my waist and with his hand on my back, he pulled me even closer to his body.
"Cameron." I murmured against his lips but he kept kissing me. With my hands on his chest, I pulled him away, forcing him to stop and look at me. "Cameron, the pancakes."
"Shit." He murmured under his breath.
I unwrapped my legs around him and he walked next to the pan. He lifted an edge of a pancake with a spatula and started laughing.
"They're totally black." He said.
"Are you serious ?" I asked hopping off the counter, putting my glasses on again.
I walked next to him and started laughing as well.
"Don't laugh, it's your fault." He said throwing them to the trash.
"My fault ?"
"Yes, you distracted me." He said turning around.
"I don't know what you're talking about..."
"Oh really ?" He asked and I nodded. "You threw me flour."
"It was funny."
"Yeah but now I need to take a shower again and we have burned pancakes."
"I also need to take a shower since someone decided to put a whole bag of flour on my head."
"It was funny." He said mocking me.
"Idiot." I replied shaking my head chuckling.
"Let's just get ready and go somewhere to eat something."
"I like the idea."
"I'm just going to take a shower then." He said starting to walk away.
"No wait, me first."
"We can always share."
"You wish."
"Just kidding, of course." He said rolling his eyes and I glared at him making him laugh. "Go ahead, I'll just clean this mess but hurry up."
"Okay chef." I said walking upstairs to take a shower.
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I updated a lot these past few days so I'm sorry for the grammar errors/typos... I'll correct soon (probably not tbh)
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