"Ella, what are you doing?" He asks purely bewildered at my antics. I don"t answer him and start eating with my bare hands while sitting cross-legged on the countertop.
He makes a disgusting face and I gesture at him to eat with his hands.
"No! That"s disgusting. Why would you eat like that?" He asks.
"Austin, either you eat with your hand or I am going to take my shirt off." He smirks and then eyes my top. He can see that I am not wearing a bra.
"Huh? Not that I mind. Go on, take it off." He says.
"Tsk tsk. Austin baby at least let me complete my sentence first," I hop off of the countertop and pull the hem of my shirt in my hands as I continue, "I will take off my shirt and walk out of the house into the gardens." I start lifting my shirt and walk toward the door that leads to the backyard but before I could step out of the kitchen Austin pulls me back.