I wake up early the next morning. Jack didn’t say much to me after I laughed at his little comment. He just made us some dinner then went to bed. I decided I was going to make breakfast since he had cooked for me so much already. I look in the fridge and pull out some ingredients, I know how to make an omelet so I’m going to make bacon cheese omelettes.
Luckily the pan is already on the stove so now all I need is some seasonings. After looking through some cabinets I found what I was looking for. I get my phone and put some music on low so it doesn’t wake up Jack. As I’m cooking I internally laugh because I was with Alex for 6 years and I never made him breakfast but he never made it for me either.
I put the second omelet on a plate when I hear a throat clearing. I spin around and see Jack leaning against the fridge eyebrows raised in amusement. He looks me up and down when I remember I’m in my night outfit. It’s a matching red silk set, the shorts are very short and the top clings to my breasts which you can of course see my hard n*****s through. I see his nose flare and his jaw tighten.
“Sorry, I uh, I woke up early and I thought I would make breakfast” I say picking up a plate and offering it to him
“Thank you” he says a bit forced
He takes the plate and sits at the table. I could go change but a part of me kind of likes the reaction I’m getting from him so instead I take my plate and set it on the table. I walk back across the kitchen and open the cabinet I found the cups in. I intentionally reach up high making sure my top comes up to my mid back. I grab two glasses then go over to the fridge making sure to bend over more than necessary to get the orange juice. I hear Jacks fork drop onto his plate. I look over my shoulder to find he’s staring at me, well actually, he’s staring at my a**.
“It’s rude to stare, Jack” It’s empowering to catch a man as sexy as Jack looking at you like he wants more than just an omelette to eat.
He immediately turns his head back towards his plate. I walk over and set the glass next to his plate.
“Do you want some?” I ask holding out the orange juice
He doesn’t say anything he just nods his head. I pour each of us a cup then sit down to eat my food. I can tell Jack is worked up, his face is slightly red and all the veins in his arms look like they are about to pop.
“Stop looking at me like that Camry” This time he calls me out for staring
“What are you talking about?” I try to act oblivious but fail miserably
“You know what you’re doing” his nose is flaring and he’s gripping his fork so tight I wonder if I’ve p****d him off.
“I have no idea what your talking about” I decide to test the waters
“Listen, you are very sexy.. but I’m a lot older than you” He shakes his head like he’s trying to get rid of the thought
“What does age have to do with anything? I’m an adult” He’s acting like I’m a f*****g teenager or something
“Yeah you are an adult, tell me how many guys have you even been with?” He asks his fork clanging loudly against his plate when he drops it
“One” I say low. Why is he making me feel embarrassed about the amount of people I’ve been with? I thought men liked when you’ve had few partners.
“Exactly, you’ve been with one boy. I’m not a boy Camry I’m a man which is something you should consider before trying to provoke me” he says
“Ok” I say moving my omelette around with my fork
“I’m just being honest with you. Being with me would be nothing like what you are used to, just think about that if you consider doing a little show like that again because next time I wont keep my hands to myself” he gets up from the table and leaves me sitting alone at the table.
That did not go how at all how I expected. It did however make me curious to find out what he meant by all of that.
Aksara