"You are the reason why my face is this way because you won't spot teasing me." Stella put up a defensive expression even when she knew Hannah was telling the truth. She didn't want to give Hannah the upper hand to make fun of her anymore.
"Time will tell!" Hannah said in a resigned tone as her eyes feasted on the appetizing scrambled eggs in front of her.
"The pancakes are ready," Adrian announced as he walked into the sitting room carrying a plate of a steaming stack of fluffy and soft pancakes which was decorated artistically with berries and maple syrup.
"Oh my goodness! This looks beautiful and yummy!" A broad smile framed Hannah's face as she stuck up her nose in the air and sniffed in the heavenly aroma of the fresh pancakes. "Mr. Dawson, permit me to say this. I think you must be an outstanding chef in your former life."
