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Laurent woke up in the morning with a cheerful smile. In front of him was now the handsome face of Erick who was still soundly asleep. Laurent's eyes traced Erick's sleeping face.

A sharp nose, red lips and a clean slippery face with a chin overgrown with a little hair. Laurent's eyes turned to Erick's perfect body. Growing up with perfect muscles, Laurent wanted to touch her.

For a moment, the girl's hand floated in the air. There is fear and a strong desire that blends into one, creating doubt. It is true that religiously they are legitimate. Erick is his and the body is his right.

By affirming that belief, Laurent's hand touched Erick's chest slowly. Warm felt. The touch of Laurent's fingers fell silent for a moment on the left chest. Slowly he rubbed it down towards the stomach. Stroking the muscles that are formed due to hard work.

Laurent nudged his face into Erick's still-asleep chest. He put his cheek there and felt the warmth of the man's body. Erick's heartbeat convinced Laurent that this was real, not a dream.

While Laurent blissfully clings to Erick's chest. The man opened his eyes and stared blankly ahead. His thoughts and feelings are raging. Between wanting to embrace the woman deepened and rejection because of the self-esteem that is imprinted in her violence.

And .. self-esteem wins. Erick pushed Laurent's body. He got off the tanoa expression bed, without looking at Laurent who was stunned by Erick's actions.

Laurent is not a bad girl. Although she is a spoiled miss as well as she wants to be, Laurent is basically a kind girl. The girl got out of bed, rolled her hair, put on a kimono and went to the kitchen that was fused with the dining table.

Laurent initiated to prepare breakfast for Erick. It was the fridge and he found the eggs. Laurent happily took two eggs. In the corner of the kitchen shelf he also found bread.

Laurent started brewing coffee. It's easy to do because Erick has a coffee machine. Then Laurent started putting bread into the toster machine. This is what's troubling. He was momentarily confused, how long it would take to bake the bread and by what temperature degrees.

Laurent installs at 150 degrees and one minute time. While he started looking around for dishes and fryers to fry eggs. Ting! The sound of a toster that had finished working, made Laurent approach him. He was disappointed with the bread that was still pale and mushy. Laurent raises the temperature and takes ah time.

Then the girl started to turn on the electric stove, applied a little olive oil and was about to open the eggs. Laurenr, who has never cooked in her entire life, is confused by how to open an egg shell.

He once saw a chef in the kitchen banging an egg shell with a fork. Looks easy. And the egg broke with its contents scattered on the floor. Laurent's confused. He hurriedly searched for kitchen tisyu, cleaning up the broken eggs that littered the floor.

This time, Laurent is smarter. He picked up the container and confidently tapped the shell of the egg. Tok .. pyarr .. eggs with a broken shell, all in the container. Laurent. He tried to choose small skins that mixed into one in the container.

Separating the egg kit that had been attached to the egg white, was very troublesome for Laurent. Time and again with disdain he dipped his fingers, then pulled the sticky slackened skin on the egg white mucus.

While the five fingers were confused by the broken eggs. Laurent's nose smells of charred. He turned his head and frantically looked at the frying pan that was starting to puff out smoke. Laurent ran to the stove with his hands full of eggs. He was confused as to whether to press the off button on the stove, when his hand was smashed with egg whites.

Hand-held and frying with a moment. Finally he rubbed his dirty hands on the apron for him to wear. Along with the death of the electric stove. The toster rang and popped the toast that had turned black.

Laurent looked at her disappointedly and wanted it to feel like she was crying. It's this easy it can't do. Laurent picked up the barbecue with his bare hands, intending to throw it away, but he let out a scorching scream. Laurent's tears were already floating, while blowing his reddish fingers.

Laurent did not give up. He still has coffee to offer Erick. Laurent then took a cup and poured coffee. At least despite seeing the mess he made in the kitchen, Erick could still smile after sipping a cup of his homemade coffee. Laurent lifted the coffee cup and headed for the shirt

" What are you doing?" Erick's loud voice surprised Laurent. The girl subconsciously stepped on the broken egg on the floor and the one she did not clean properly. Laurent slipped and the coffee cup slipped out of his hand.

Luckily, the cup of coffee fell on Laurent's side, without wetting the girl. Laurent grimaced in pain at his butt that hit the floor, while his hands looked disappointed at the coffee glass that broke apart.

"You okay?" Erick reached out his hand and pulled Laurent.

"I'm fine. Sorry to make the kitchen so messy, I just wanted to make breakfast for us" he said with a cheerful smile hiding disappointment.

"Let me make breakfast" Erick said as he opened the fridge.

"But .. I've broken all the remaining eggs and emptied the bread" Laurent said shyly. He really felt useless at the moment.

Erick sighed and closed the refrigerator again. He took a box under the kitchen cupboard. Open the box and pour it in the container, give a little water and stir it.

"What are you doing?" Laurent asked curiously as he stomped past Erick's body.

"Pancakes. I'll make pancakes. You sit back and don't make a mess anymore." Erick said firmly.

Laurent obeyed Erick's orders. He sat down at the dining table that was fused with the kitchen. He saw the naked back of Erick who was grilling pancakes with admiration.

The extraordinary man he loved, it turned out to have advantages that he did not know. Erick can finish kitchen affairs more easily and reliably than he is a woman.

"Eat." Erick thrusting pancakes that are ripe and sprinkled with maple syrup and refined sugar. Looks really good. Laurent enjoyed it voraciously and with a smile.

"You're great. It's really delicious. Teach me how to do it, so I can make it for you."

Erick looked at Laurent in silence. He took a deep breath hearing the girl's carefree chatter. Laurent looked very happy, even had time to laugh at his stupidity today in the kitchen.

Erick ate the last feed and put the spoon on his plate. He then sipped his coffee slowly, when Laurent took the initiative to bring an empty plate to wash.

"Let's just put it there. There'll be a waitress coming and clearing all this mess." Erick flat said.

Laurent stopped his intention to wash the dishes and looked disappointed at himself behind the reflection of the glass window in the kitchen. But the smile back he carved on his sweet lips.

"alright. I'm not good at this." He tried to laugh a little.

"Laurent." Call Erick short but deep.

"Yes ...." Laurent looked at Erick with expectant eyes.

"You'd better get back to Penthouse."

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