Disrobed

Squatted before the oven, he opened it and brought out a cake which was placed in a pan.

Walking back to her, he placed it on the kitchen counter beside her.

"Thank you," she said before cutting out a part of the cake.

"Hmm," she nodded as she chewed on it.

"This is so nice Alvin," she said and was about to chew on another slice of cake but was stopped by him as he held her hand and pushed away the pan of cake.

"Don't eat that!" he said sternly while she stared at his hand that was holding hers.

"Okay?" she said as though she wasn't sure as she stared at his hand that held hers.

"I won't eat it but will you eat it for me?" she said as she dragged the pan close to her.

"Annabelle I brought you here for you to eat."

"And you don't want me to eat what I want to eat, so if you eat what I'll give to you, then I'll eat what you want me to eat," she said as she glared at him.

"Annabelle stop this," he complained as he wasn't pleased by what she was doing.

"What should I stop, Alvin,