Free Fall (Pyramid of Gold)

I was about to be offended, but her fried eggs were probably about to burn, so I hurried back to the kitchen.

The burn on my hand was starting to ache again, so I turned the tap on and put my palm under cold water. With my other hand, I put some bread in the toaster.

'Your eggs are ready!'

While she was eating, quite ferociously I might add, I poured myself some coffee and sat opposite to her. There's nothing like the sight of a pretty girl shamelessly enthusiastic about her food with your morning coffee, I decided.

She sighed with deep satisfaction and put the empty plate away.

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'That was some great fucking fried eggs.'

I shrugged.

'They're eggs. I fried them.'

She smiled.

'Aren't you gonna ask?'

'Ask what?'