On this morning, Diane decided to make breakfast for Christian. Bad idea.
As she didn't know how to cook apart from making fast breakfast, she decided to make them some pancakes, but not the American style.
She wanted less floor, more egg and milk hence she got started with mixing her batter.
Since she was still using separate bedrooms with Christian, she definitely didn't know where he was, but she was happy knowing that he was somewhere in the penthouse, and he wasn't going to stop her from cooking.
Smiling to herself, she quickly started frying her batter in small batches until she was done. Humming to the music playing in to kitchen, she turned off the stove. It was time to make some healthy smoothies to eat with the pancakes.
But as she turned around, she hit her head on a sturdy exposed chest. She became somewhat thankful that her nose hadn't landed there instead.
