Alicia Vs. Billionaire: A Steamy Billionaire Romance by Mona Cox & Alexis Angel

Author:Mona Cox & Alexis Angel [Cox, Mona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Naughty Angel Publishing
Published: 2017-02-07T05:00:00+00:00

11

Derek

I'm trying not to laugh, but I think this is the third egg Alicia's ruined and the kitchen is so filled with smoke that I worry the fire alarm is going to go off and send panic through the entire building. She's trying to impress me with a nice, Saturday morning breakfast, and while I appreciate the effort, I think we should just go out to eat. Why not let someone else cook for us?

She walks back over to a bowl of heavy cream sitting on the counter and she places the hand mixer into the liquid and turns it on high speed. Specks of the cream fly onto her face and she winces.

"I never thought cooking could be so hard!" she says. "But I think if I keep this on high speed, I'll have made homemade whipped cream, and when I do, I just may want to paint your body with it."

I raise one eyebrow. "Is that so?"

Her playful tone dies down, and a frown forms across her face. "But it's not thickening up."

"I think your bowl needed to be chilled."

"Since when did you become an expert in the art of making whipped cream?" she laughs.

"I'm definitely not an expert," I say laughing. "You know where I stand on all of this … I prefer to let someone else do the cooking."

Cooking is just too much of a hassle … and too time consuming. Time is money, and I certainly wouldn't spend it cooking for myself.

"Oh no, not again!" she says, her attention diverted. She rushes over to the stove and grabs the frying pan by the handle and walks it to the sink. Something is burning. I watch as she scrapes burnt pieces of our breakfast into the kitchen sink. She isn't listening to me, and the frying pan looks like its seen better days.

I look over and see bits of broken egg on her spatula, and black specks of burnt bread. I walk over to her and wrap one arm around her waist. I kiss her neck gently, and reassure her that everything's going to be okay.

"When was the last time that you cooked? Let's just go to Balthzar," I suggest. I can tell she's flustered, and disappointed, but I'm trying to make light of it all.

"But I've been working so hard on this," she pouts. "I can't believe it's not working out this morning!"

"Warm croissants, champagne, fresh berries, an omelet—let's have someone else make our breakfast today. Doesn't that sound nice?" I say, pleading my case.

"I like Balthazar, but we're always eating out," she says. "I just wanted to cook for us for a change, Derek."

"And your effort speaks volumes, babe," I say, kissing her again, but this time on the corner of her mouth. "But get dressed. I'm treating you, and that's final."

It takes her a moment, but she finally agrees to go out for breakfast.

"You win," she says. "But next time, I'm cooking."

I don't understand why she's so adamant about cooking for us, but that's fine.

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