Recognizing feelings

 Mulan’s Pov

   

“Morning,” I mumbled still stunned, to say the least.

“Would you care for some breakfast?” He offered, gesturing towards the plates that were now in front of me.

“Uh...no thank you...actually...can I ask what you're doing here?” I asked, my tone cautious and uncertain.

He smirked slightly at that, “Ah yes, of course, I was wondering when you would ask that.” He replied.

He walked over to me and then sat beside me at the kitchen table.

I gulped slightly and stared at him waiting for a reply.

“Well since you asked. The night, I left here, I got an important call from work so I had to fly back to Milan,” he explained calmly.

“Oh, and you didn't call because?” I probed.

“Well, I'm