A half of an hour later, and Cyrus was flipping delicious-looking pancakes over the stove.
"You know, I've never been able to cook before," he told Lily, who was mixing in more vanilla to the batter.
"You could've fooled me," she smiled.
"Maybe you're just a great teacher."
"Maybe," she admitted casually, a mischievous smile forming on her face. She lifted the spoon inside of the batter, gave it a small lick, and then flicked it right at Cyrus. It took him totally off guard, and he almost dropped the pan. She was laughing hysterically.
"Lily! I'm trying to cook these!" He couldn't stop himself from laughing with her as he wiped specks of batter off of his cheeks. "That was a big mistake, darling. You just wait until these are finished cooking."
Overcome with childish humor, she flick
