Fortune Cookies

Cara followed Keith into the kitchen. “Why did you say no? The broker offered me a $100 discount for the first three months.” She watched him whistle while chopping the vegetables. “Answer me!”

She couldn’t help but smile back as Keith flashed her a cheeky grin and a wink. “Are you all right?”

“Yes?” He lifted an eyebrow. “Do you find something wrong with me?”

“I’ve never seen this side of you. Cheerful. Happy. Enjoying! What’s up with you?” She asked.

Keith shifted his attention from the vegetables to Cara. “So, you want to see me tired, snooty, and rude?”

“That side is detestable to me!”

Keith chuckled and resumed his tasks. “But why aren’t you letting me shift to a new apartment? I have a job. I can provide for myself.” She took a stance by the kitchen island and confronted him. “Spare me your pity.”

~ KEITH~

As soon as I heard the word ‘pity,’ I let out a deep breath and released my grip on the knife. Cara’s beautiful eyes went wide as I trapped her to the kitchen counter.