Alana's POV
And we all make choices.
Everyday we make a new choice. Good or bad.
Choices that determine what tomorrow might be like.
Choose carefully.
Icing the cake, I carefully finish the flowered dot and smiled at my progress.
"Wedding cake done." I murmur to myself.
What?
Just because I make pastries doesn't mean I can't help my customers a little.
"Ms. Winters?"
"Trina."
"A gentleman by the name of Aiden is here to see you." A smile graces my lips and I soon on my heel.
"Send him to my office. I'll be right there." I take off my apron and walk to the sink washing my hand.
Upon entering my office I find Aiden sitting on my desk.
"Hi there sunflower." He smiles and stands. He grabs my hand and pulls me into a hug.
I stiffen at first because it was definitely unexpected. I relax soon enough and embrace his warmth. We pull apart and I clasp both hands in front of me staring at him.
"How about a second date?" He asks and he actually looks nervous.
"Mm, I have to discuss it with my bulldog back home." I tell him in all seriousness and he raises an eyebrow. "Kidding, kidding, I would love to."
"Ah, I assume you enjoyed yourself." He grins.
"I guess I did." I smile.
"Alright well, right now, right here, second date."
"Here? Why do you always choose the worst places for me." I deadpan and he winks.
"I'll be waiting outside sunflower." I sigh at his retreating form and shut down my laptop, closing my notes.
I step outside and find him conversing with an employee. He looked pretty serious making hand gestures and all. I walk towards him and he shoos her away. I sit in the opposite chair.
"What was that about?"
"Oh nothing." He smirks and I raise an eyebrow at him. "So tell me, how's your day going?"
"Pretty well actually, I made a wedding cake for my friend, I ate chocolate. I fell asleep in the office. I ate chocolate. My day is on fire basically."
He bursts out laughing and I stick out my tongue.
"How about yours?" I ask lean in and he shrugs.
"I'm just happy I got to see you." I blush furiously and he smirks upon noticing.
"Oh. ." I murmur.
I was about to ask him what were his plans tomorrow when Yolana, one of my waitresses arrived with something even I've never seen before. A huge chocolate cake, with melted m&ms and chocolate sauce oozing out.
"Oh my heaven. . . what is this?" I ask looking at it like it was sent by an Angel.
"Requested by the man himself. . . ." Yolana smiles and Aiden grins at me.
"I made it." He says and I freeze.
"You what?"
"I made it. For you. You said you liked anything chocolate so. . ."
"I think I'm in love." I mutter and he grins.
"Already? I'm flattered."
"Not you. This bad boy." I point to the deliciousness sitting in front of me and he snorts. "How did you even-"
"Learned it from my mom."
"Gosh your mom sounds great." I breathe.
"She is." He murmurs, smiling to himself and my lips quirk up a little.
"Can I eat it now?" I ask and he ponders.
"How about this, every question I ask you and you answer, you can take a bite, if I'm not satisfied with that answer, you can't take a bite."
"Sounds fun enough." I answer eagerly and he chuckles.
"How old are you?" He asks and I raise an eyebrow.
"I'm twenty three. You?"
"Twenty five." He pushes the fork into the cake and pulls it out. He brings it near my mouth and I slowly wrap my mouth around the object, pulling the deliciousness off of it and his eyes darken.
"Oh my word this is good." I moan and he groans. I smile knowing that I was the reason behind that noise.
"Thank you." He says and I nod.
Time passes and I'm almost done with the cake. He asks a good bit of questions getting to know me, and in return I got to know him.
"One last question, what was your childhood like?"
Breath hitching, I almost cringe at all the terrifying memories that crossed my mind. Not one of them good.
"It. . . it was terrible." I mumble my smile dropping and he frowns.
"Oh. . . Alana I-"
"No its fine." I interrupt sensing his guilty tone. "I've grown up now and I'm over the past."
Was I?
"Y'know, our past doesn't determine where we end up in the future."
Trust me, I know.