Falling For The Wrong Girl

1.8| Cooking for her

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"For love i'd do anything. For YOU i'd do even more"

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Devlin woke from his sleep feeling refreshed and completely satisfied. He glanced at the alarm clock on his bedroom table and found that it was just a couple minutes past 7am.

He quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to shower and start off his Friday. He had no plans so he figured he could stay at home with his mom and later go visit her at the flower shop in the afternoon.

After the shower, Devlin put on some fresh tshirt and jeans ready to join his mother downstairs. He quickly checked his phone for any message from Kevin and finding none, he pocketed his phone and left his bedroom.

Downstairs, Dorcas was busy preparing breakfast for herself and her son. She loved cooking so much that she, at one time, wanted to become a chef. Cooking was what made her feel in control and she also loved it when people enjoyed her food and asked for recipes.

Devlin was not surprised to see his mother downstairs next to the cooker already preparing their breakfast. He knew her love for cooking and as long as his stomach was always full and she was happy doing what she does, he could never complain.

"Morning mum" Devlin greeted her once she looked up at him.

"Morning too son, for how long have you been standing there?" She asked him after greeting back, a little bit startled by his sudden appearance.

"Since forever, just observing and noting down those kitchen moves that you do." Devlin joked, moving his hands funnily as though he was cooking.

"Is that even cooking? What you are doing right there looks more of dancing than cooking. I would not be surprised if you break all the utensils and pour away all the food doing that." Dorcas said smiling, referring to the moves that his son was making.

"You have not seen me cooking mum, in the barracks they call me the kitchen guru." Devlin boasted, which was clearly a lie but she didn't have to know, did she?

"Well, good for you, because ladies like men that know how to cook. That is a bonus point you got there son." Dorcas complemented, buying the lie.

"Really?" Devlin quickly asked, ideas forming in his head.

"Yeah. The lady will know that she can at least count on you to cook when she is sick or when she is pregnant." His mom pointed out in as a matter of fact way.

"Oh!" Devlin absent mindedly said, his head deep in thoughts.

He could prepare something and take to her as a surprise. That was a brilliant idea! Why couldn't I think of that? He scolded himself.

But what could cook as a surprise to her? His mind ran through different kinds of food and all of them were a no no for him.

"Mom, what is the best food that dad cooked for you?" He found himself asking.

I know i am boring for stealing another person's idea but that's where desperation has reached with me. He thought to himself.

Dorcas stood quietly for some seconds as if going down memory lane and then smiled. "On our first anniversary your dad baked me a beautiful chocolate cake. Mmmh... I can still feel its taste till now." she said while closing her eyes.

Damn! My dad was romantic. Devlin thought. Sorry dad but i have to steal your idea. Hope you will one day forgive me.

"Wooow mom, how about you teach me how to bake one too?" He said, trying not to sound desperate.