f o u r t y f o u r - cookies

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"babe, where are you going?" Luc's morning voice came out as I grabbed my phone. "making Cookies, Your dad promised me." I smiled at him.

He smirked, laying shirtless in the bed. I went over giving him a peck. Before he grabbed me and placed me on top of him. I giggled wrapping my arms around his torso. He kissed my forehead.

"I gotta goo." I groaned. "Wait for me, I'll get dressed real quick." He spoke up. "Ten minutes." I replied. "Dare?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "And if you lose?" I asked back. "I'll have a big long kiss." He replied, I giggled.

"no playboy, you'll watch fast and furious with me. The ten parts." I teased knowing he never wants to even try and watch it.

"Fuck no!" He groaned. "Okay then, I'll go down now-" I spoke getting up before he grabbed me again, rolling his eyes he spoke. "Fine," he rolled his eyes again.

"Tiny." he mumbled. "Excuse me?" I looked back and he already had my arm in between his teeth. I playfully smacked his arm of continuously before he let go.

"I'm setting the timer." I teased before he got up, running away to the bathroom. I smiled laying on my back on the bed as I opened the TV.

And he did it. I don't know how, but he was ready after exact ten minutes.
Wow.

we headed out to the hallway as we entered the elevator. His arms wrapped around my shoulder.

"I'm having my kiss tonight." He sang in my ears to tease me. I elbowed him gently. Causing him to grab my hands behind my back and messing with my hair.

"No!" I groaned trying to fight him with a giggle. "Yes Little mermaid." He teased laughing loudly in a devilish way. Before the elevator stopped and he let go of me as we headed out. Tom told me to meet him in his office.

Lucas led the way there, we went to Tom's office and got in. He sat on his desk, his laptop infront of him as he took a sip of his coffee. I musty say, his officeroom was huge.

"Our chef is here I see." he spoke out, a smile forming on his lips as he got up before he wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Ready?" He asked looking down at me. I nodded excitedly. "Absolutely." I replied happily.

"Let's go then," he spoke walking with me. "Yo, Dad. I'm here." Lucas waved at him. "I know you're here, Let me have time with my daughter." tom spoke back. The way he said my daughter made me so happy. Tom was like my second father.

I love him so much.

we headed over to the kitchen. It had a door that said staff only. we got in and Tom introduced me to the chef. Markus, he had a really cute smile. he looked like he didn't pass his twenty fives yet.

I could Feel Lucas shooting daggers at him. he's jealous. "well penny, the sweets department is all yours today." he smiled sweetly. "It's my Pleasure." I smiled back at him.

he had blonde golden hair and blue eyes. He was beautiful. But Lucas is the best. I thought smiling to myself.

"Lucas Kingsley, Penny's boyfriend." Lucas replied stretching his hand out. Jealousy Jealousy. I sang in my head barely holding my giggle in.

"Markus blanc." Markus replied shaking his hand. Tom smirked looking at me before he winked, I snorted looking at him.

we put on our aprons and got inside. Tom had to leave for a meeting. Lucas stood watching us. I started making the dough and Markus helped me. I felt pure jealousy radiating off him.

Markus went to get the rest of the ingredients.  Lucas stood next to me. "I'll go get the rest of the ingredients." He mocked in pure jealousy. I giggled turning to him.

"Jealous, huh?" I teased tapping his nose filling it with flour. "Did you just put flour on me?" He spoke up annoyingly. "Yes, Yes I did." I replied with a smug smile. "It is that then, fine then mrs. Kingsely." He teased smacking his hands on my cheeks.

"Asshole." I muttered hitting his chest. My hand leaving a print on his shirt. He gasped putting his on my hair, and here started the flour fight.

Markus came back and we continued baking the cookies. I could feel Lucas' eyes on me all the time. He even snapped some pictures of me.

After the dough was ready to only stay out for a while in a wrapper and put into the oven. I went out, Markus said he'll call us when he bakes it.

It will be served on the dinner's list today. And I really liked that, we made a lot of cookies. So they better be eaten on dinner.

Lucas and I headed out. It was sunset now. We were too tired that we decided to go back to our room. We're lazy asses. we got up and took a shower. Lucas laid in bed as I dried my hair and brushed it.

"So, I won the bet today." he spoke out. "You sound like Hardin Scott." I spoke, he smirked. "Oh I'm hotter than him don't you think?" He had a smug smile on his face. Well handsome lucas, take this.

"You are, but Markus is hotter, not gonna lie." I teased, pretending to brush my hair. I noticed how his face fell, he was so annoyed I could tell.

"Fucking markus." He muttered. Before he came over. "What?" I turned around. He is about to do something crazy. I could sense it.

He grabbed me throwing me on the bed. "I am hotter, wanna try?" He murmured against my face. "Show me." I teased, I knew he won't do anything without my consent. And he knows I'm not ready for that. So he'll mess around a little. I enjoy that.

"Okay, you got it." He murmured.
He kissed me, a fierce kiss. God he is really freaking jealous. His lips trailed to my neck then my collarbone. Then it came back up to my lips. I don't actually recall how many times we've kissed tonight. But we kept kissing each other for so long that we got tired.

"Now, don't you think I'm hotter?" He spoke, his voice husky. It makes fall for him all over again. "You are indeed." I murmured against his lips.
we decided to get an hour of sleep.

So we slept while Lucas wrapped his arms around me from the back and buried his head in my neck. "Cookies are served on dinner, so silly." He mocked Markus. making me fall into a fit of laughter again.

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