Chapter 28

Monday morning.

I went downstairs after checking how I looked in the mirror one more time. I saw Nick making scrambled eggs. He dished the first batch in a plate on the table and started towards the cooker after giving me a look, he didn't have a good expression on his face.

"Mine?" I asked going over to the kitchen island and taking a sit on one of the three stools there. He turned to me with his brows raised and without an answer he returned to what he was doing with the frying pan.

"Nick?" I called him even though he didn't seem to be in a good mood from the way he looked at me. I honestly didn't care, I just wanted to know if I could have the deliciously smelling eggs.

"What?!" Even his intonation wasn't nice, he sounded grumpy.

"Is this for me?" I pointed to the scrambled eggs on the plate, knowing he could get more annoyed than he seemed and he did.

"Does it look like I made it for you?"

"Yes?" I answered because it did look like he ma