Those Silly Days

Chapter 26

"You cook?"  I exclaimed in disbelief.

He looked up, spatula in mid - air.

" Morning, Gorgeous. " he wished, flipping the pancake on the pan nonchalantly.

" Maria... Pass me a plate, please. And, you can leave. Let me know of David's result as soon as you know it. " he went as if he never heard my question.

Maria handed him a plate, flashed me a sweet smile and left. She is a African woman in mid - fifties with motherly eyes and sweet smile. I remember her helping me last night.

" So, what do you want for brunch? Bacon, French toast, banana custard, pancakes, muffins and look around for more. " he said as he poured the pancake batter, making another pancake.

I never assumed that The Yash, Mr. Racer /Bad boy /flirt and being a brat, would ever do any task on his own, let alone cook.

" Honey, what do you want? " He said, looking me in the eye.

" You cook! " I muttered in disbelief. He rolled his eyes but smirked.

" Baby, get on with it. "

" In progress. " I muttered. He laughed, shaking his head at my comment. I smiled sheepishly.

" I would go with pancakes. " I answered, seeing that they looked so good. But that didn't mean all other stuff on table wasn't.

Placing the pancake on the plate, he drizzled the chocolate syrup over it. Walking over to a corner, he picked few strawberries from the bowl. Pulling the knife out its stand, he neatly sliced the strawberries placing them beside the pancake and chocolate ice cream.

"Done. " he said, handing the plate over to me. The whole plate looked so professional. He had done neat, attractive and mouth watering work on plain pancakes.

I licked my lips, my mouth watering and stomach grumbling in response.

" What do want for drink? "He asked.

" Um.. Anything. " I said, clueless.

" Cold coffee or chocolate shake? "

" Coffee please. "

" Coming. "he said, as he walked around the kitchen with an ease and grace that I haven't seen. It was as if he was at home. Something that was an routine for him and something he liked to do. You can clearly make that out.

" Go on. Make yourself comfortable. Coffee will up soon. " he said, his back facing me.

" You aren't joining me? " I asked.

" I will. In a minute, Gorgeous. Don't miss me so much. " he said cockily, smirking. I rolled my eyes at him as I pulled a chair at the long table.

Picking up a knife, I sliced a piece of my chocolate pancake. As I placed it in my mouth,  a moan escaped. It so freaking yummy. Man, I love it! The perfect blend of chocolate with the toppings and the strawberries. It's awesome. And, I love it! This is HEAVEN!

"You like it, honeycomb? " his silky voice broke through.

" Thisisheaven. Iloveit. Itssofrigginggood. " I said with my mouth full of pancake.

He laughed, his eyes crinkling at the action. It wasn't his signature one. It was real.

" Enjoy your brunch, Gorgeous. " he said placing my coffee on the table. He came back in a second with a plate. He pulled at chair beside me.
He is having French toast drizzled with maple syrup and banana custard. He too was having a coffee.