Chapter Twenty Three

She salvaged his breakfast as best she could as she thought back to her daily encounters with him and couldn't think of a single instance where she'd seen him in a bad mood. With the breakfast plated she was thankful that at least she managed to not screw up the eggs. The toast, was yet another failure. Too dark. She growled to herself as she turned and with a great deal of embarrassment presented him with what he had described as an easy "no brainer" breakfast. "I'm sorry."

He laughed out loud as he looked at her pathetic attempt and then up at her. "Looks... great..."

With a loud huff, she planted a fist on her hip and cocked her head, "Don't lie."

Picking up a piece of charcoaled bacon he took a bite and it crumbed.

She cringed. What in the hell was she thinking taking this job. She blew at a strand of hair that had come loose from her ponytail and fallen over her left eye and grimaced.

Putting the bacon down, he looked up and met her gaze. "Alright, I... Your cooking skills need s