My dad and Emily weren’t awake yet, and Brandy didn’t want to go out to get breakfast, so we decided to cook something ourselves.
“Ooh! I know what we could cook!” Brandy said. “Pancakes and grilled cheese sandwiches!”
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“An odd combination of foods isn’t it?”
“I taught Ashley how to make them!!”
“Okay, I guess. As long as I get to eat.”
Brandy and I poured out the ingredients, and we started cooking.
After several burns to the finger, I got my first few sandwiches out and a few pancakes while Brandy seemed to be cooking them by the dozen.
For a few minutes, I was only cooking with one arm. The other was too busy holding Brandy’s waist and tickling her ribs.
There was I point where we actually fell to the floor laughing.
I was tickling Brandy so much, she was almost out of breath.
Then, I smelled something burning.
“You better get that.” She smiled.
“Let it burn.” I said, and went to kiss her, but stopped.
This seems like the kind of thing Jack and Ashley would do.
Wait. Is that a good thing?