As Alexander only continues to wipe the cream off of my face, his frame so near that I can almost feel his warm breaths, I just stare at him in dumbfounded silence.
This definitely looks like one of those lovey-dovey scenes I kept finding in romantic cliches that I came across with. But then again, I don't need no reference of any sorts to tell what kind of look he's throwing at me now.
It appears like my instructor has gotten really soft towards me, and now that I think about it, he even goes ahead to pamper me like this.
It seemed to have turned out that it didn't end with simply preparing this festive brunch, but Alexander also made sure to sit beside me just to offer me everything I should be eating. From plates of different savories to drinks and desserts, he neatly placed them all on my table.
