83. Hot Morning

Elisha’s POV

I felt great when I woke up because I knew Cole would call me later. I need to be very careful, though, because Arman will see where the fuck I'm going. While I'm away, I need to get him to do something for me. I really need to think of something really hard again. But first, I need to eat.

While I was yawning and stretching my arms, I went downstairs. Arman was already making a beautiful breakfast in the kitchen. When the music started playing, I glanced over and saw him dancing his butt off. I gave him a gentle grin, and he leaped to his feet, asking, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

I kept looking at his muscles because he was making breakfast without a shirt on and then put on an apron, which I thought was so cute. I rarely told guys they looked good, but this one is obviously beautiful to me. However, I STILL HATE HIM.

“SO you’re making breakfast…” I said as I sat on the chair and waited for him to serve me some breakfast. My stomach growled and he heard it, s