AMELIA'S POV
"which one is cuter though?" I asked myself as I look at the cups displayed.
It has already been days since Philip visited my house and after that visitation, I considered his question. About the business, I really should start pursuing it now.
There's a plain matte brown cup and also a plain white cup. And here I am not knowing what to choose.
At the end, I bought 8 each. 8 brown cups and 8 white cups.
After that I go straight home as I am too busy today.
These days, I've been so busy preparing for the opening.
The opening is still quite far but I want to finish it quickly.
I also have deliveries for today. Cute chairs!
As my house still have a little space, I decided to just pursue my business here. I moved my living room and placed it on where I paint.
Philip doesn't know about these changes yet and I want to finish everything up before he visits me. We're business partners after all, I don't want him to think that the money he handed me will come to a waste.
These days as well, I've been so busy making lattes and baking goods.
I am planning to buy some cooking book so that I will know how to bake cakes but maybe some other days.
As of now, we have three flavors of coffees. Americano, Latte, and Espresso. I am still learning how to make Cappuccino.
It takes time, it truly does. But I know that in the end, it will be worth it.
When I got home, I saw Philip helping the delivery guys to bring inside huge boxes. My chairs!
"hi, Phil!" I called out even though I still am very far. He saw me and waved his hands and helped again with my deliveries.
When I got there, the delivery guys are already about to go out since they have already done putting it inside.
"it's all inside, Miss. We'll get going then" the other man said and he seemed like the head of the team as he leads everyone.
"thank you" I just said. They just smiled at me and quickly hopped inside their truck. They seemed busy, they're in rush.
"what did you bought?" Philip asked and when I faced him, he's already looking at the plastic bag which I have in my hands.
"cups!" I quickly responded and showed him the cups which I bought.
"ohh, they're so pretty" he just commented and lead me to go inside.
"good thing you are here. If you aren't, no one will be here if they came just like that" I said ,"thank you, Phil"
"if you're grateful, give me a hug" he said and spread out his arms as if welcoming me to a hug.
Without thinking much about it, I hugged him. He then placed his head on my shoulders.
I just caressed his hair. "are you tired?" I asked.
"not anymore" he answered.
We parted minutes after and he helped me to fix the chairs.
"these are so cute, huh. When did you ordered these? you should've asked me come with you" he commented when we finished setting it all up.
He looked around and looked at me with a sad face.
"your living room is my favorite place. We always hang out there, I will surely miss it" he said as if it's the end of the world. I just chuckeld and pulled him towards my workroom. Yes, I call it my workroom now since it's the place where I paint.
"are you going to paint? I'll get going then" he said when he noticed that I kept on pulling him towards my workroom.
"no, please stay" I said and he just smirked. I hit him then, what's with the smirk though?
"what is it?" he asked.
But I just pulled him and we both entered my workroom.
I saw how his eyes changed when he saw the sofa.
"wow" he just mouthed and took a one big jump towards my sofa.
I hit him with my hands.
"careful, you might break it" I said.
"sorry, sorry" he apologized quickly and sat down properly.
I sat down on where I paints and faced him.
"now I still can see you even though you will paint. It's a good thing" he said and raised both of his eyebrows on me.
"you'll get bored. Painting takes time" I said the possibility.
He quickly shook his head.
"if it's you, I won't get bored" he answered.
How can he say that so easily and here I am having butterflies.
I just cleared my throat and faced him again.
"are you busy? can you help me with the menu?" I asked.
"not at all" he answered ,"I can help you, let's go?"
I just nodded.
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"do you really know how to make these?" I asked when he started putting a lot of water in the mixing bowl.
"of course" he answered confidently.
"are you done with the dry ingredients?" he asked. I showed him the bowl that I'm mixing and he said that it's good.
We mixed both the dry and wet ingredients together. We're making a cake. He said that he knows how to make one.
He told me to trust him. Well, I really trust him though.
"what's next?" I asked.
"mix mix mix" he said.
I said that I'll mix them but then he refused.
He took the bowl and the whisk. He said that he'll buy me a mixer since it will be easier. I didn't know that.
Does he really know how to make a cake?
He started mixing it and at my shock, he have mixed so fast to the point that it went to his clothes.
I panicked.
"n-no, I'm okay, Lia. This is just a normal accident" he tried to calm me down and here I am panicking.
I tried to think on what to do and just gave him a handkerchief. Yes, it is the right thing to do I guess.
His clothes must be so expensive. I can't afford to replace that.
I just remembered that I have an apron. Why didn't I thought about that earlier?
"wear this" I said. But then I didn't gave it to him and instead, I made him wear it.
"turn around" I said as I need to tie it.
After that he showed me a thumbs up. He took the other apron as well and made me wear it.
I was about to turn around when he stopped me.
He tied my apron on my back without him making me turn around. So, basically, he's like hugging me.
I stopped breathing for a second.
We always hug each other. But why this makes mt heart flutter?