"Wow." I accidentally voiced and then I coughed before crossing my arms "That is hardly impressive. I could even do that, Lurch."

"Of course, you can, Medusa." He rebutted while chuckling to himself as he took a seat at the island counter in the middle of the kitchen.

I poured a little bit of the mixture into a frying pan so that two separate pancakes were cooking at the same time.

The giant apple crusher had moved himself from his seat and was now inspecting the inside of my fridge. My very empty fridge.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I flipped the pancakes.

"Why is it the Grapes of Wrath in here?" He asked in his demanding tone.

A laugh bubbled out of me as I put a hand on my hips while facing him "Was that a book reference I just heard from you?"

He ignored my comment while studying what I had in the fridge and what I had to eat.

"You just referenced Steinbeck." I said in a sing-song voice.

"Why is there no food in here, Ella?" He barked unhappily.

I watched the pancakes as I lied "I have not been grocery shopping yet."

He slammed the fridge door with force while going to sit back on his chair.

I rolled my eyes at his dramatics before I put his two apple pancakes on a plate and gave it to him. With the remaining mixture, I put another two pancakes on the pan for myself and waited for them to cook.

Turning around, I nervously questioned, "Are they okay—?"

My question stopped mid-sentence and hung in the air because I did not need a verbal response.

Stone's plate was already empty.

I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing while I questioned "Do you want another one?"

He nodded.

"I guess big guys do have big appetites." I muttered to myself.

"Does that mean you have a small appetite then?" Stone grumbled from behind me.

"I am not small!" I huffed and then I could not think of a good comeback, so I ended up blurting out "I am going to eat you!"

Stone tilted his head at me as his arms folded on the counter.

"Actually, on second thoughts, breakfast is the most important meal of the day." I said tauntingly to him.

My words enticed him to get up and move towards me. I took a step back and he took one forwards. It kept going this way until my back hit the kitchen countertop.

He stopped in front of me until our chests were merely a breath away. He towered over me as his gaze ran up and down my form like a hunter watching its prey.

My hands went behind me and gripped the surface as his hands reached out and rested beside them. He leaned over me, and it gave me a closer look at his dark obsidian eyes.

"Your point, Drizella?" He rasped out.