I sat at the kitchen counter, watching Felix work his magic with the waffle iron. Adrian had already left for an urgent meeting after our unexpected morning together, but I'd decided to stay for breakfast anyway. Felix's waffles were worth it, even if I had to eat them alone.
The kitchen was lively with staff preparing for the day. Felix dominated the space with his booming voice and larger-than-life personality. I couldn't help but smile as he flipped waffles with theatrical flair.
"Alice!" Felix called out suddenly. "Come taste this batter. I added something special."
Alice, a petite brunette with freckles scattered across her nose, approached hesitantly. Her cheeks were already turning pink.
"What is it?" she asked, eyeing the bowl suspiciously.
"Just a hint of orange zest. Makes all the difference." Felix winked, holding out a spoon. "Open wide."
I watched as Alice awkwardly tasted the batter, her blush deepening when Felix's fingers brushed against her lips.
