"See you," Dylan blurts, tieing his shoe lace ,he looks at me sitting on the stool near the shelf "Take care," he tells aloud.
"Bye bye,drive safe," I tell aloud as I'm sitting on the dining chair and he is in the doorway, I pass him a smile as he waves at me and walks out.
Grabbing the fork I stab on the omlet with some sausages and stuff it in my mouth.
"Ms Anna," he calls out , placing the cutlery on the empty plate he slides anti clockwise on the chair facing me "I need that cat out ,"he orders which made me to look at him immediately with the edge of fork still in my mouth.
"Please,"I whine moving the fork away from my lips I pout giving him my puppy face.
He raises his eyebrows amusingly his lips twitches up to a grin.
"Do you think that will stop me from throwing that out," he
