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Mack's POV

I woke up and felt next to me for Piper, but she wasn't there. I frowned and looked to where Piper was last night before I'd gone to sleep. I got out of her bed and rubbed my eyes as I walked towards the stairs.

I all of a sudden smelled something. It was really good smelling. I headed down the stairs and turned to see Piper making breakfast. She stood by a frying pan and looked like she was making pancakes. She was in cozy looking pajamas and had house slippers on.

"What're you making?" I asked coming up behind her.

She looked over at me as I leaned on the counter. "Oreo pancakes."

I licked my lips and stole a cookie from the package. "Sounds great!"

She pushed me lightly and laughed. "Just because we got real close last night does not mean you get to steal my coping food."

I split the Oreo in half and handed her one of the halves. "A toast to your amazing smelling pancakes."

She rolled her eyes and took the other half in her hand. We 'clinked' the Oreos and ate them.

She flipped the final pancake onto a plate and headed towards the table. She placed 3 pancakes on my plate and left 3 for her. She already had syrup heated and sitting on the table.

I sat down from across her and poured syrup on my pancakes. I handed her the syrup and watched her pour the syrup onto her pancakes. I grabbed my fork and knife then cut a piece. I popped it in the mouth. It was like an explosion of flavors that were so amazing. "Woah. That's....fantastic!"

Piper chuckled and nodded. "I guess you never knew I had amazing cooking skill."

"How about...you make these every morning?" I suggested.

"Only when my parents aren't here. Which is usually twice a week." She said.

I fist-pumped the air and took another bite.

We finished eating then talked about what to do next.

"How about we just stay in for the day." Piper suggested.

"I like the sound of that." I said biting my lip.

Piper rolled her eyes. "Don't get any ideas."

I made puppy eyes and headed up the stairs with her. I jumped into the bed and grabbed her hand again. We put on The Office and just sat there laughing and talking for hours. By 10:15 she was already laying on my shoulder again. I wanted to kiss her so bad but I just needed the right time.

At 11:30 she let go of my hand and got out of the bed. I made a whiny sound and leaned back while giving her the puppy look again.

"As much as I want to cuddle with you, I also want to go to the Cafe. So get up and let's go." She said while looking for clothes.

"Fiiine." I said as she grabbed some clothes.

"Turn around." She said.

"What? Oh, right." I faced the wall and heard her clothes rustle. I bit my lip and closed my eyes since I was so tempted to look at her. I could have seen her change a billion times in the locker rooms but I never did. Now I regret that.

She came up behind me and grabbed my hand before dragging me out of the room. She was wearing her chain necklace, some adidas pants and a Santa Cruz hoodie. She had checkered Vans on and looked really fucking good.

We hopped in my Jeep and I drove her to the diner. We were jamming out to country music the entire time.

We pulled up to the diner and walked inside. Some of the football players that were my buddies looked at me as I walked by. I stopped by their table and and gave some of them fist pumps. One of my best guy friends on the team nodded towards Piper who was already sitting down. His face was full of confusion.

I shrugged and bit my lip. He made an 'oooh' face and gave me a thumbs up.

I went over to Piper and she lifted her eyebrow. "What was that about?"

I shrugged and smirked.

She grabbed my hand under the table and grazed my skin. "You sure you don't want to tell me?" She asked in a seductive voice.

I bit my lip and looked away.

"You're red." She said in a whisper.

I laid my face on the table as she brushed my arm with her fingers. "I didn't say anything ok? I was just making signals about us I guess."

She dropped my arm and put her hands on the table. "What?"

Shit. "Y'know like, he was kind of wondering why we were getting along so I just shrugged and I guess he understood what I was saying." I looked back up at her slowly. She was just staring at me.

"Are you serious?" She asked.

"I didn't mean to ok?" I whimpered.

We didn't talk for the rest of the time. I felt like shit.

After finishing we hopped into the car and began the 15 minute drive back.

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