"That's a lot of pancakes!"
Marcella almost jumped hearing Ton's voice near her. Only then she noticed that she had stacked a lot of pancakes on the plate. She turned off the stove and brought the pancakes to the dining table.
She almost screamed as she turned.
Why is he not wearing his shirt? Is this a habit of his to walk around shirtless? Why?
"You're not getting ready?" she asked placing the plate on the table.
Wear a shirt, Tony! We are not at the beach!
It shouldn't affect her much. It's just some skin…bare, hairy skin…sexy, toned skin.
*Ehem*
She shouldn't be bothered but she was.
Why?
The reason was obvious and yet she didn't want to think about it.
"I…" Tony pulled the chair for her to sit. "I wanted to wake up early to make breakfast but…" he smiled awkwardly.
"Oh, it's fine. I had a good night's sleep. I was wide awake. You didn't have to wake up…"
Marcella poured the syrup for him and offered him the cutleries.
"Coffee?" She asked.
"Yes, please."
