Mr. Smith

45: How's the Water?

After sitting out here on my rock, watching the sunrise and taking a couple of pictures, I decide to head back inside to eat something. Now I'm really hungry and will eat about anything.

I make my way over to the house and already smell something delicious cooking. I can't wait to see what Alda is making for breakfast.

I walk inside not to find Alda, but Adam at the stove, cooking. The hell? What is he doing at the stove? I didn't know he could cook.

Adam sees me through the corner of his eye and smiles at me, his dimple making an appearance. "Happy birthday, Elizabeth."

I look down at the floor as my face flushes. "Thank you."

I sit down at the island, entertaining myself as I watch him move around the kitchen. "I didn't know you can cook."

He places pancakes on a plate and walks it over to me with a wink. "There's a lot you don't know about me."

"Well maybe we can fix that." I reply, pulling the plate towards me as I pick up my fork.

He pulls out a stool across from me and sits down on it. "Okay, but not now. After breakfast, I want to take you out to-"

I hold my hand up to stop him. "I don't wanna do anything today."

He gives me a look of surprise as his eyes widen a fraction. "Really? Why?"

I shrug as I put a piece of pancake in my mouth. "I just don't feel like it."

"So...what do you plan on doing the whole day?" He asks, quirking a brow up.

"Spend some time on the beach. I could work on my tan anyways." I answer, glancing outside, watching the waves crash.

"So I can't take you out to lunch?" He wonders.

Shaking my head, I put another piece of pancake in my mouth. "Nope."

"Can I at least take you out for dinner?" He tries again.

"Nope, sorry." I shrug.

Adam gives me a look, knitting his brows together. "Are you still upset about last night?"

Yes, yes I am. "No."

"Then why won't you go out with me? This isn't you. You were the one who was excited about seeing Rio, and now you don't." He complains.

I huff out a sigh. "Look, I'm not going anywhere with you until you dump that bitch."

Adam rolls his eyes. "Well that bitch, left this morning."

"So?"

"Meaning I kicked her out." He clarifies, folding his hands together.

"What?" I ask, confusion evident in my voice.

"We broke up this morning. So Vianna and I are done and she's out of this house for good." He explains, looking at me dead center in the eyes.

I had a lot of emotions running through me at the moment. Confusion, surprise, stress, and most of all, I was happy. I can finally be with him without worrying about Vianna. I won't have to hear her bullshit anymore. She is out of my life for good.