Chapter 58: Burnt of The Chaos
It had been a long night for both Cammy and Greg, but despite the lack of sleep, Greg was up early, even on a Saturday. Waking early had become second nature to him, but this time, he had a special reason—he’d decided the night before to surprise Cammy with breakfast.
’That ’pretender’ isn’t the only one who can whip up gourmet dishes,’ Greg thought referring to Ric, lying on his side and watching Cammy sleep peacefully. ’I’m sure she’ll love my cooking too.’
With a tender smile, he gently brushed a few stray strands of hair from her forehead. Waking up next to her filled him with blissful contentment, a stark contrast to their unruly first meeting.
Last night, however, had been different. Sleep had eluded him—not because of their usual conflicts, but out of fear that Cammy might hide from him again or ask him to leave her apartment. Thankfully, none of those fears came true. Now, here he was, mesmerized by her angelic, sleeping face.
Greg carefully slipped out of bed, taking care not to disturb Cammy’s sleep, and headed to the kitchen. Spotting his sweatpants nearby, he quickly put them on before surveying the cupboards and fridge for ingredients. To his relief, Cammy’s pantry was well-stocked.
He pulled out a can of blueberry filling, some flour, and a bottle of honey from one of the cupboards, placing them neatly on the counter. Then, he returned to the fridge and grabbed a few eggs, some milk, and a pack of bacon. Afterward, he reached under the counter for a bowl and a skillet.
Setting the skillet on the stove to heat, Greg began mixing the ingredients for the blueberry crepes he planned to make, his movements were graceful and quiet.
As Greg transferred the crispy bacon onto plates, he heard the sound of a door opening behind him. A smile spread across his face, excitement bubbling as he anticipated Cammy’s reaction to the breakfast he was preparing.
"I didn’t make any drinks yet—wasn’t sure if you prefer coffee, juice, milk, or tea," Greg said casually, his focus still on the batter he was mixing for the crepes.