Delicious Disaster

be protected, loved, used or taken for granted. And deep down, even without them knowing, they had treated us

hildhood. My dad had set me on his lap and said, "Baby girl, men will always feel

y done it. One

had discovered the kin fascination I had for the human mind. And just like any other loving father, he had taken his tim

o the morning sun, grinning to myself as I fe

ds, I stood in front of the hotel and held up my face to the

es me,

nd this time more insistent than the last. I slowly peeled my eyes open to look at the figure that just ruined my morning. As my eyes adjusted to the light, t

ed ever so lightly, setting m

sun comes up fully. A relaxing experience is what we strive for." Gesturing to the sha

w, that she was a maid. How man

s, please do

the shaded area of the pool, a

as I corked my neck to the

ith a look on her face

?" I asked, placing my books unde

haven't figured it o

I hadn't expected that reply

you in a maid uniform. That's kinda hard to keep track of. Mor

the towelling basket, she balanced it on my left a

lips. I had a sneaky suspicion that she was about to

the

notted in surprise as I began chec

ired, disbelief

her turn to smirk. "You are

y, her lips further widened, d

of bikinis that was joined from top to bottom, she handed it over to me. "This should fit you perfectl

ctly my si

, sizing up the biki

e sunscreen too?" she asked, movi

ve enough Melanie pigment in my body to

ed the basket to its original positio

because you have just given me the sho

hanging room where I was to dres

our parent

ssing the irony

ng room and when I did, she closed the thin curtain behind me. When she didn't respond t

curious to know what

information I need while in this unif

smell an alliance brewing. I poked my head out the cu

ushing it behind the curtain. "Thanks. Now finish dr

fr

ow my original des

ky guess."

ed, suspicion still e

t, I stood in front of the side m

look too good in that to be carrying a suspicious scowl on your pretty face."

B instead of Belle.

I couldn't help but smile. Okay, maybe I was taking her too seriously. "Only

whistling if you go for breakfast looking like th

id, as we began he

better?" I asked, plucking a glass of ma

guest like

t finished mopping the floors, then accidentally

a mock expression of hurt. "Do you really think I

id with a chuckle, "She

are going to be great friends! You aren't half bad. " She said, smirking at how shocked I lo

nk. We were still both laughing at our antics wh

oked at her, my suspicion suddenly returning, my mind contemplating whether it

my alarm filled the atmosphere. Looki

reat. It

ls it's breakfast time for m

om because dressed like that, eating would be difficul

to say no. Well, time

I turned to Amy and grunted, "Please de

me confused,

e properly elevated, I ex