The Toast Surprise Novels & Stories

she asked as she sat at the dining table. She pulled the plate, finding scrambled eggs with a wholemeal bagel, avocado toast, and smoothies – all her favorites. Her mood lifted immediately. "I'll take you somewhere, it's a surprise," Lucas replied. Alice's eyebrows drew together in amazement. 'A surprise? For me,' Alice thought, but she didn't voice her thoughts. "I'm sorry, but I can't go," she said without hesitation and stuffed a spoonful of eggs into her mouth. Lucas's expression fell upon hearing her. His body suddenly straightened in his chair.

When Blake heard this, he almost choked on the toast that he was enjoying, causing Susna to hit his back to relieve the particles that he could barely swallow. “Are you alright?” Susan asked while patting him on the back. “I will be; it just went down the wrong hole, is all,” Blake said as he continued to cough. When he had settled down, he looked at Xuanlu casually eating her toast like what had happened to Blake had nothing to do with her. “Well, now that I understand your plight, I will ensure that we keep a steady supply of chocolate on hand,” Blake assured her. With that, Xuanlu could only hum happily as she enjoyed her toast.

This was my chance to save money, pay off my debts, and start building a better life. The low hum of the hair dryer filled my room as I tried to settle myself. I hoped—prayed—that Adrian would go out. Or at least that we wouldn’t cross paths at dinner, though that was wishful thinking. Should I just skip dinner altogether? “Miss Bennett.” I flinched. The knock on my door startled me. “Yes, Mrs. Alvarez?” I opened it quickly, finding the middle-aged woman standing there with her warm, gentle smile. “I’ve prepared some chicken soup. Mr. Adrian said you stayed in the water too long. You’ll catch a cold like that, Miss Bennett.”

I like that he has her placed there so that she can focus on both of us as we get to know her. "It's perfect, thank you. And it looks delicious. What kind of chicken is this?" She takes her seat and smells the food. "Chicken marsala." We take our seats next to her and raise our glasses of wine. "Here's a toast to The Fates. Tonight was a huge surprise for all of us, but we will love each other properly and grow together." "To The Fates!" Hazel and I touch glasses with Tae and take a sip.

"That? Oh yes, thank you!" Looking at the plate that the servant just put in front of me, I see 3 pieces of Manju. One is green and I immediately recognize it as green tea, the other two however have the same buckwheat bread and I can only guess what's inside them, surely one is filled with a red bean paste but the other ... well, I'm going to find out. I raise one to my lips and take a tentative bite. And how delicious, it is orange! As I smile at that citrus surprise I catch another surprise, Travis's gaze fixed on my mouth, looking at her with that same dreamy, distant gaze he had when he sucked the sugar from my mochi at the festival.

“Enjoy your transformation.” Cortney claps her hands, laughing. “This is perfect!” My mouth falls open. Being treated like a celebrity feels surreal — like I’ve stepped into someone else’s life. I slide into the seat beside her, still stunned, and pick up a fork. The first bite of avocado toast with tomatoes and microgreens practically melts on my tongue. The crêpes are light and sweet with strawberries and mascarpone. Everything tastes expensive. For a few blissful minutes, I forget how nervous I am and just eat, savoring every flavor while Cortney chats happily beside me.

I blurted out unapologetically and walked straight to the bread toast, I turned it on and began toasting my bread, I could tell that he was shocked cause he kept on staring at me, what was he expecting, that I'll be happy and be all over him, “Mtchw” I scoff, he has forgotten how he threw away my food in front of everyone, if not for Kelly my hard work would have gone to waste. I finished toasting the bread and gently placed them in a place, and kept at the counter, I washed the bread toaster and grabbed a cup of juice from the fridge and I stayed in the kitchen and ate everything after which I walked to the living room to enjoy favorite TV show, I was still happily watching when Beauty walk

He hummed along with the beat, he smiles sheepishly when he sees me watching him. "Damn, it's been so long I played one," he says Chuckling. "Still good' I say truly. " You feeling okay?" He asks coming towards me. "Can I have breakfast?" "Here, I make some toast for you " I took the plates from his hand narrowing my eyes at the burnt toast. How can a toast be this ugly!? "Liam, this toast looks like your bruise face " He chuckles looking at his burnt toast, while I didn't find it funny it seems it is to him.

“Properly.” My cheeks heated at the implication, but I kept my chin up, "Don't hold your breath." He chuckled, deep and quiet, ”I’m a patient man, Freckles. I’ve got time.” I had to admit, the first bite of the toast was heaven. The creamy avocado, the richness of the truffle, and the perfectly poached egg combined in a way that almost made me forget I was in the church of Satan. I tried to keep my face neutral, but I couldn’t help the small sound of satisfaction that slipped out.

Like he knows I’m up to something and he’s already enjoying it. I stop right in front of him and lean in, close enough to smell the toast and the hint of mint from his toothpaste. Then, without a word, I bite down on the other end of the toast, catching it between my teeth just before he does. My eyes lock with his, and for a second, we’re both still. His lips twitch into a grin. I give a little tug, snapping the toast in two, and chew while he grins wider. But then his lips brush against mine, warm and soft, right after the toast breaks. It’s quick, playful, a little toast-crumb kiss that makes my heart skip.