Request 2
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"How adorable," I exclaimed and smiled at him. He glared at me and continued what he was doing.
What he did was actually very cute. It is also my first time seeing a man blush so hard even at little things which, is very rare.
I didn't know that a man like Neal Valastro would have a precious side. Well, he is probably always like this around his mother. Back when she was still alive. He changed when she was gone, unlike his big sister who is still very much childish at the age of twenty-seven.
I just noticed that he is wearing a white sleeveless t-shirt—probably his favorite tee—perfectly molding his broad shoulders and well-toned torso. Also giving shape to his 8 packs and well-trained pecs.
My eyes slowly went to his face.
I could not stop gazing at his gorgeous complexion. Looking down on him, it just makes me adore how long and dark his eyelashes are and his slightly aquiline nose making him more irresistible and seductive.
No wonder he is so popular among the girls. He could literally use his looks with anything. Like, using it as a weapon to escape whenever he is in trouble or the like.
He suddenly shifted a bit on his seat that made me look away from his face and faked cough as he asked in an annoyed tone without even glancing on me, "what?"
"Err..." I looked above the ceiling and thought. At the ends of my eyes, I could see that he looked at me with an 'are you goddamn serious!?' look but I ignored him and continued daydreaming.
What was I about to ask him, again? Heck, I completely forgot! He is such a distraction! Because of him, I couldn't think properly.
I am not myself today. Not just today but for the last couple days that I am with this man. It has been like two days, three days only? And my brain is already ceasing to function. How much more in the future, right?
He would probably laugh at me and throw me out of his house. Why would he need someone stupid like me, anyway? He could simply find someone better who suits the role as his wife.
A woman like Ate July, perhaps but then again, who knows what type of woman he likes, right? And...can someone tell me why I am talking about things like 'wife' again?
God, Kira. You don't like it but now you are mentioning it. Ugh, let's just focus on remembering what I have to ask him.
I shake my head rather violently and squinted my eyes, trying to squeeze my brain to get the words out of my head. I crossed my arms while my right foot is tapping the hardwood floor impatiently and finally after almost a year of waiting, I remembered.
"What do you want me to bake?" I asked him curiously. He stopped for a moment from checking out the papers on his hand and said in a flat voice, "anything."
"Hm, okay." Really, Neal. After thinking so much about what you want me to bake, that's your response?
Very well then, I hope you won't get disappointed if you would not like it.
I exited towards the double doors and slowly closed it behind me but before I could walk away, I heard him say something to me.
I couldn't really hear the entire word of what he just said but I could make out a couple of letters.
"C...k...s?" What does he mean by that?
Cheesecake? Probably not. I bet he doesn't eat too much.
Cinnamon rolls? Hm. I only heard one word come out from his mouth so it mustn't be it. There's also no letter k in it.
Cupcakes? It is possible but...I don't see him as a cupcake guy.
Cookies? Oh. He must have said cookies. It is also Ate July's favorite, right? Especially chocolate chip cookies. It isn't a surprise if Neal has also taken a liking to it. And besides, I couldn't think of other deserts that he would like that starts with the letter c and has a letter k in it.
But shouldn't I go inside and ask him again? No, I will just stick with my instincts and go with cookies. He was very busy with some things and asking him again would just be a bad idea.
I went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients and tools that I need in baking the chocolate chip cookies.
Flour
Baking soda
Salt
Unsalted butter
Light brown sugar
Granulated sugar
Eggs
Vanilla extract
Semisweet chocolate chips
And now with the tools,
Cups
Teaspoons and tablespoons
Spoon (wooden or whatever)
Rubber scraper
Bowls
Plates
Cookie Molders
Whisk
Baking sheets
Parchment paper (so that the cookies won't stick to the baking sheets)
Handheld mixer or stand mixer (so that the mixing would be much easier)
Sifter (for flours and other dry ingredients)
And other things needed.
I started baking with great excitement. I totally missed doing this.
Ah, it takes me back to the past. Pure nostalgia of when I used to bake for someone special. Not that Neal is someone special to me but ever since that my mother and father had died, I lost my passion and interest in baking. Sure, nana would teach me how but that's just it.
I do help nana sometimes but I was just forcing myself. I just wished that my parents could see especially my mother how good I am at baking already. I just wished that they were still here to taste it. Give comments about it and help me improve my skills to be better.
What's the use of doing something when there is no one to see it?
All the effort and sweat that you have put into it. It's like doing something special for no one. It's useless. But of course, I also do it for myself but the feeling is just different.
I just want someone to see and appreciate what I have done.
That's why I am baking this happily right now because I get to use my ability for someone else. Like how I have seen the look on ate July's face when nana decided to bake for her.
It looked and felt nice to see someone so happy with what you did. It just makes me smile too.
Cupcakes• • • • •Making someone happy with just a simple effort, I would totally do it over and over again if that is the case.I looked on the wall clock that was in the living room and it's already 3 in the afternoon. My cookies are now in the oven, baking.It didn't take long for these yummy sweets to bake so I got them out of the oven and placed them on a clean white plate.I sniffed the cookies and it smelled super delicious! Well, only for me though. I'm not pretty confident about this. It has been so long since I've baked and I don't know if it looks good to others. In my eyes, it looks wonderful and probably ten times better than my cookies from before. I really think that I have improved so much and I'm very proud of it!I may be a little nervous but cheering myself up into hoping tha
Trouble• • • • •He would certainly get mad at me for gossiping about him behind his back. What if he will catch me doing something so bad? And then the worst case scenario is that he will forever hate me and ignore me.And that would give me a hard time.I'm now in the living room and the same as always, I couldn't see him. Where is he? Damn that guy. I don't want that misfortune to happen again. It was very embarrassing on my part and he didn't even say a word when it happened. Maybe he was even enjoying it.Damn, I can't take it out of my mind now. The scene...it is still as clear as day. My hands still remembered how warm and nice those abs felt. Gosh, I have sinned but I don't feel sorry about it.How naughty of me!I was about to walk
Trouble 2• • • • •"Let me go!" I screamed at him. He was just standing in front of me, his arms crossed, and his expression blank. It's like he doesn't hear anything! How merciless!I want to escape but I couldn't move.All I can do is just watch him observing me carefully while I sit helplessly on the sofa. My hands and feet are tied with a goddamn rope. It is tight but it didn't hurt me. He was rather gentle when he tied me with it. Ugh, damn, Kira! You shouldn't get distracted by such things.My eyes flicked at him alertly, still quite surprised about what had happened earlier.~ ~ ~ ~ ~Right after he took a hold of me, I tried to twist his arms that were holding me but it was very impossible. His grip on me was firm enough that he just spin me around in one go. His grasp on me was gentle though but still, seeing him with that much strength...it's crazy
Apology Not Accepted• • • • •I still haven't apologized to him when I lied to him about being a babysitter, wore his clothes without HIS permission, baked the wrong sweets, kicked his huge crotch,...and even making him a villain in my nightmares?Gosh, that's so evil of you, Kira!Growl. I forgot that I was very hungry since a while ago but still, I don't want to go out of the room because maybe he was just waiting outside for me and I don't want to risk it. I'll just imagine food while sitting on the floor.He'll probably see me dead before he could even get the phone first."Ugh." My side was slumping on the door, my eyelids heavy and my stomach empty. Oh wow, now it's rhyming. Am I really like this when I'm hungry?I jumped on my seat when I heard footsteps coming. He stopped right in front of my door a
Trade• • • • •I'm scared. Will he be the man of the nightmare that I had last time? Where he did atrocious things to me?I closed my eyes and waited for his pervert hand to touch my skin. My whole body was trembling, making it difficult to move my hands, and leaving me with no choice but to wait for what's to happen next but nothing happened.I didn't feel anything.Is he making fun of me? Is he waiting for me to open my eyes and then, let me witness how he'd mercilessly touch me? O my gosh, I hope he isn't that type of person.I tried to peek and opened my eyes widely when I saw the phone in his hand. Oh, god. The phone probably slipped out of my t-shirt, the reason how he got it without touching my skin. Thank God.His grip on me suddenly loosened so, I freed my hand and reached for the pho
Shopping• • • • •"What are you doing?" He asked while I was silently following him from behind.Starting today, I'd follow him everywhere he would go. It's for me to see where he had hidden my phone and it is also to make sure that he would accidentally misplace the phone after he leaves.But as usual, it was not easy for me.I have decided to follow him since yesterday. After he tricked me the other day, I was looking for him. Again. It made me so fed up when he was just sitting on the sofa while watching television. I asked him for my phone but he was playing dumb about it. He even finished all the cupcakes.I don't want to trust everything he says ever again.It's like I'm being a creep but I don't care. I don't even care what he thinks about me. About what I'm doing.I stayed silent as I followed him into the comfort room. I s
Rose• • • • •I feel myself starting to melt from everyone's stares so I glanced up at him but he showed no care about it and just looked straight ahead. I suddenly looked at the space between us. We're too close therefore I moved a bit far from him. I thought that he wouldn't care too but I was wrong, he noticed it and moved closer to me instead.I was about to distance myself from him again when he ordered me in his deep and strong voice, "don't.""But...""Don't listen to them. Listen to me." He said softly.I bit my lower lip and followed him. We stayed silent until we reached the supermarket. He faced me and said,"You know what you'll be searching for. I'll take care of the rest. Just hurry up and I'll meet you at the counter." He reminded me and left early by myself.I got a cart and started searching for the ingr
Popular• • • • •She really is making me irritated though so, I looked at the cashier again and she was still looking at Neal with hunger. She's making her movements slow, trying to get Neal's attention but he is just looking down at the goods in front of him.Noticing that it's getting a bit obstreperous around us and a lot of eyes watching us, I peeked through Neal's side and observed that the numbers of people falling in line are multiplying. I furrowed my eyebrows, noticing that most of them are females and are now gaping at Neal.Some are drooling over him and the others are trying to create some noises like fake coughing to get his attention but it didn't work. Even the gay bagger was doing the same thing as the others.Neal was just ignoring all of them though. It feels like, he has his own world and he's enjoying it. I moved closer to him. Well, seeing him in his current state, he won't notice a