Blair’s POV:
I sat next to Niana across from Blake who was sitting next to Taylor. He’s still looking at the door where Harry exited.
“You should have let him stay and eat breakfast with us before he left,” Tay said.
I shrugged, “His dad keeps calling and wants him home as soon as possible.” I said.
“He’s a man, why are his parents treating him like a girl?” Niana said.
“He’s an only child. You can’t really blame them.” I said and smiled broadly as I grinned at the plate with 3 layers of pancake on it. Next to it is the hot brewed coffee. I took a big gulp, and dag my fork against the pancake. The creamy taste of it matches the slight bitterness of the coffee, just like how I wanted. I
“Who made the coffee?” I asked.
“I did,” Blake answered.
“Thank you. It tastes go
