Jay's P . O . V
Time usually always flies when you don't want it to. A week has passed since I've had Clara over at my home, her electricity was completely fixed and her house was entirely in good shape enough for her to move back in but thankfully enough, I was able to get her to stay an extra day over at my house before she gets to leave.
"What are you doing wearing that?" She inquired, appearing into the kitchen with a tray of the empty glass cups we used at dinner last night.
"I'm trying to bake us some cookies" I replied raising a brow amusingly at the manner in which she squinted at my apron with one eye and wore an expression that portrayed nothing but mockery.
"You're trying to what?" She asked, this time not holding back her laughter as she set her tray down at the far end of
