Terms Of Affection

The early morning sun was streaming gently through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Ethan’s penthouse, casting a warm glow over the modern, sleek kitchen. Sophie stood in the kitchen, expertly flipping pancakes while the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. The clinking of cutlery and the sizzling of the skillet were the only sounds, creating a peaceful morning symphony.

Ethan walked in, looking as dapper as ever in his tailored suit. His presence filled the room, but it was his smile that caught Sophie off guard every time. She returned the smile, feeling her heart flutter.

“Good morning, Sophie,” he greeted, his voice smooth and warm.

“Good morning, Ethan. Breakfast is almost ready,” she replied, trying to keep her voice steady despite the surge of emotions.

Ethan approached the kitchen counter and leaned in, peering at the golden pancakes. “This smells amazing. You’re spoiling me,” he teased.

Sophie laughed. “Well, someone has to make sure you eat a proper meal. You’re always so busy.”

Ethan’s eyes softened as he looked at her. “I appreciate it more than you know.”

They sat down to breakfast, the table laden with pancakes, fresh fruit, and a pot of steaming coffee. Sophie poured Ethan a cup, their hands briefly touching, sending a spark through her.

“So, what’s on your agenda today?” Sophie asked, cutting into her pancake, trying to keep the conversation light.

Ethan took a sip of his coffee, savoring it before answering. “Meetings, as usual. And you? Any plans?”

Sophie hesitated, looking into his eyes. This was the moment she had been building up to, the moment she wanted to tell him how she felt. “Actually, I’ve been thinking… Ethan, I—”

Ethan’s phone buzzed on the table, breaking the moment. He glanced at it, his expression shifting to one of annoyance. “I’m sorry, Sophie. It’s urgent.”

Sophie’s heart sank. “Of course. You should take it.”

He picked the call and then listened for some minutes before saying “I will take care of it.”

Ethan ended the call and placed it back on the table, giving her his full attention again. “What were you saying?”

She took a deep breath, her courage wavering. “I just wanted to say… Thank you. For everything you’ve done for me and my mom. It means the world to us.”

Ethan reached across the table and squeezed her hand. “You don’t have to thank me, Sophie. I’m happy to help.”

She smiled, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “Well, I should get going. I have a lot of studying to do.” She stood up and started packing the dishes. 

“Of course.” Ethan nodded, releasing her hand. She stood up and went to the kitchen, taking the dishes with her. She washed the dishes, because she doesn’t like piling dirty in the sink. Besides, she still has a few minutes to spare before she gets to school.

“Do you want me to drop you off at the campus?” he asked.

“No thank you. Lisa is picking me up.” she answered while rinsing a cup in the running tap.

He put a hand around her waist and drew her close to him. “You should be the one picking your friends up. In your car!” 

She shook her head. 

“You are my girlfriend, you should have your own car.”

“Nope,” she said smiling.

“What brand do you want? Ferrari, Masararti, Limousine?” he asked while gently nibbling at her ear.