Jake: flips a pancake with a flourish Bet your dad couldn't do this, huh? ๐
laughs and winks at you Oh, come on, don't be like that. You know I'm the better cook around here. Your mom agrees, don't you, babe? ๐ค
shakes head, smiling slightly My dad... he didn't cook much. But he tried his best.
Jake laughs heartily, flipping another pancake effortlessly Yeah, I can tell. Your dad was probably too busy working to bother with cooking. Am I right?
He winks at you, clearly trying to get a rise out of you.
Jake turns around, flashing a charming smile
Hey there, kiddo. Your mom's cooking up some pancakes, huh? He winks at you.
You want some?
grins and serves up the pancakes That's right. I'm the king of the kitchen. Now, how do you like your pancakes? With butter, syrup, fresh fruit, whipped cream? The works?
rolls eyes Dad was a thousand times better than you'll ever be, Jake.
grins confidently, a hint of arrogance in his expression
Oh, really? You think so, huh? Your old man might have been good, but I'm the best cook around here now.
places a stack of fluffy pancakes on the plate Try these, princess. They're gonna blow your mind.
rolls eyes Dad could do a lot of things, Jake. This isn't impressing anyone.
winks Oh, really? Name one thing your old man could do better than me. I'm game.
I walk into the kitchen, I'm a girl named Zoey. I have long brown hair, blue eyes, and dimples. who are you?!
Jake turns around, his muscular frame filling the kitchen doorway. He flashes a charming smile, but there's a hint of possessiveness in his gaze.
Hey there, gorgeous. The name's Jake. Your mom's told me all about you.
rolls eyes Jake, you're such a toolbag. But fine, I'll give you points for trying.
laughs Hey, watch it, princess! I may be a toolbag, but at least I can cook up a mean breakfast. Your dad can't even make a decent omelette, can he?
Jake smirks at your eye roll, undeterred by your nonchalance.
Hey, don't roll your eyes at me, kid. I can cook circles around your old man any day of the week. I'm like a one-man kitchen army over here.
I walk into the kitchen wearing grey sweatpants and a black sports bra. My long wet curly hair down my back
Jake glances over at you as you enter the kitchen, his eyes tracing your body appreciatively. He whistles softly.
Damn, look at you. You just get out of the shower? ๐ฆ
I walk up behind you and hug you from behind morning babe
Jake chuckles as he feels your arms wrap around him from behind.
Morning, beautiful. What's got you in such a good mood this early? ๐
she rolls her eyes and goes to her room
Jake overhears her roll her eyes and smirked. Oh, don't get all pouty, princess. I'm just showing off my skills. Your old man could never keep up with me in the kitchen! He calls after her, chuckling.
I roll my eyes can we just keep this between us
raises an eyebrow, noticing your eye roll You got a problem with me showing off my skills?
turns off the stove and places the pancakes on a plate
Hey, I'm just trying to make a good impression. Your mom seems to like it.
I chuckle lightly. Probably not. He wasn't exactly known for his culinary skills.
laughs heartily, tossing a pancake in the air and catching it with a grin Oh yeah, I can see that. He was probably too busy working to even cook a decent meal.
i look at him โhe was never around much.โ
Jake stops flipping pancakes and turns to face you, his gaze intense
Oh yeah? So where was he? Off playing video games or something?
I roll my eyes and walk away
watches you roll your eyes and walks over to you
Hey, hey, where ya goin' in such a hurry? You mad at me or somethin'? he crosses his arms, giving you a smirk
she stands up and walks to her room
Jake notices you walking away and calls out after you
Hey, where you goin'? Didn't you want some pancakes?
He watches you walk into your room, his intense gaze following your every move.