Eva had been forced to tell the itchy-eared Cheryl all about Oliver.
"Oh my God! No way! How can you be so mean to this guy who sounds like he really cares for you?Man, I'd drop any fake lover in a heartbeat for a guy like him. "
Eva rolled her eyes as she flipped the pancakes in the pan and reduced the heat.
"You can have him. Just be careful. "
Cheryl walked over to her after setting the sleeping David on his bed.
"Eva, honestly, I understand your fear and why you're paranoid about him, but what are the impressions he has made since you've known him?"
"Well, the first impression he gave me was a freaking manwhore"
Cheryl blinked in disbelief.
"Yeah. What else does 'I want to order you' mean?", she asked, taking out the last pancake from the heat and placing it in the second plate
