Scarlet POV
“Okay, can I get breakfast? You two might be fine surviving off kissing me, but I need actual food,” Zain grumbles, his voice muffled under our relentless attack.
I pull back, grinning. “What do you want?”
“I’ll just grab some toast,” he mutters like it’s a defeat.
“Nope. I’m making breakfast. What do you want?” I press, folding my arms and waiting.
He sighs like it’s the hardest decision of his life. “Surprise me,” he mutters.
I beam and jump up immediately.
“No... wait! f**k, no! I take that back!” Zain shouts after me, panic lacing his voice.
Too late. I’m already halfway out the door, skipping my way toward the kitchen. Behind me, I hear Liam laughing and muttering, “You’ve done it now. Rookie mistake telling her to surprise you.”
Epic f*****g fail, Zain. Epic.
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