Kor grinned at me.
“There it is.”
“What?”
“That laugh.”Hisexpression softened.“Ilike hearing it.”
I felt myself blush and looked down at the batter.
“Come on now, don’t say sweet things to me whenI’mtrying to concentrate.”
“Sorry,” he murmured.
“You’re not sorry.”Ipointed the whisk at him and nearly dripped batter on the floor.
“No,” he admitted with a naughty grin.“I’mreally not.Ilike making you blush…and making you laugh…and making you moan.”
That made me blush even harder asIremembered the way he’d made me moan the night before.Mywhole body felt alive this morning—as though his touch had woken me up somehow.
By the time the batter was mixed,Korhad the iron heated and ready to go.
“You know,” he said thoughtfully, “Thisis the first timeI’veever made waffles with a beautiful woman.”
I rolled my eyes.
“You’ve dated before.”
“Sure.ButI’venever made waffles with anyoneIdated.”
“That’s oddly specific,”Iremarked.
He shrugged.
“It’s an important milestone in any relationship.”
“Is it?Wafflesare a relationship milestone?”
“Of course.Everyoneknows that,” he said.
I narrowed my eyes.
“I think you made that up.”
“Maybe.”Hegrinned at me—that warm, sunny grin that was pure sunshine.Ifelt warm all over when he looked at me like that.Iloved cooking with him—loved our silly banter.Hefelt like more than a lover—he felt like a friend.AndtheGoddessknew,Ihadn’t had many of those in my lifetime.
The waffles turned out perfectly golden and crisp.Whilethey cooked,Korsliced strawberries and simmered them with sugar until they became a thick, syrupy sauce.
When he finally set a plate in front of me,Istared at it in amazement.
The waffles were golden and steaming.Thestrawberry sauce glistened ruby-red in the morning sunlight.Andhe’d even found a can of whipped cream in the fridge that was still good to top each waffle with a light and airy cloud.
“Kor,”Isaid.“Thislooks incredible.”
“Taste it before you compliment,” he said.“It’sbeen a while sinceImade waffles—they might be awful.”
“I doubt that,”Isaid, laughing.
I cut off a bite and popped it into my mouth—my eyes nearly rolled back in my head at the heavenly taste.Thewaffle was light and buttery and the strawberries were sweet and bright.Thewhipped cream added just the right amount of creaminess.