I let out a long huff as I carefully sat the hot pan down on the stove and placed the oven mitt down beside it.
And after carefully analyzing the coconut cookies, I managed to nod in approval before heading over to my purse where my lip pencil and lip gloss both were.
I had already gotten ready for the organized dinner party that was supposedly out in the countryside where Mili had planned it.
She was under a little bit of pressure given that we leave for Cairo on Sunday, so she only had around a week to plan everything from the time she found out.
But I knew everything would be perfect.
I grabbed my phone and navigated to the camera, quickly doing my lip combo while I waited for the cookies to cool off.
Mili didn't exactly know that I had made it back yet—I managed to get ready with Mya so I could quickly grab the ingredients for her favorite cookies while she got ready for tonight.
So here I was in a black off-the-shoulder dress that fell to my ankles and had a slit that cut perfectly up my toned leg.
And with my hair in an updo and a full face of makeup, I had never felt more like a housewife straight out of a movie than I do right at this current moment.
Especially when I was baking, carefully making sure that I didn't get anything on me.
I carefully slid my lip gloss back into my small purse with my lip pencil before sliding my short black heels on and heading back over to the stove.
Soon I was carefully packaging the cookies in a pastel pink bakery box that I had picked up with all the ingredients that I got earlier.
And what managed to seal the look was the white ribbon wrapped into a bow around the box.
"Oh, I could definitely get used to this."
A smile grew on my face as I turned to face my girlfriend who looked as beautiful as ever.
From her shiny dark hair that fell to her lower back—to the light makeup on her face, I seemed to be fully admiring her.
Especially with the black denim two-piece that she wore which perfectly cinched at her figure.
"I made cookies for your event," I announced as she walked over to me.
Mili's lips twitched up into a smile as she stopped in front of me, "Careful now, this is wife behavior," she said with a raised brow.
I couldn't help but laugh slightly, "Oh yeah... and get this—" I suddenly leaned up closer to her and whispered, "—They're your favorite coconut cookies."
Mili's lips dramatically parted, "The coconut cookies?" she emphasized, clearly referring to the ones she had in Islamorada that my mom made.
I hummed happily, reaching over to grab the last coconut cookie that I saved for her to try, "All for you baby," I murmured as I brought the cookie to her lips, which Mili didn't even hesitate to take a bite off.
My girlfriend whined as she leaned down to press a brief kiss to my lips, "God, I love you so much," she said, and I couldn't help but laugh when she suddenly took a bigger bite of the cookie that I still held.
"I love you too cookie monster," I joked as she chewed the cookie—dramatically rolling her eyes as if it were the best cookie she had ever tasted.
I love making her happy—even witnessing the sight of her smile and feeling the warmth of her gratitude seemed to become my favorite thing.
