“Why are you looking at me like that?” Grace asked as she tucked her hair behind her ear. Aiden smiled faintly and flipped the pancakes.
“You look…beautiful,” he muttered, turning his attention to the pancakes he was making. Grace couldn't help but chuckle as she walked to the refrigerator.
“Stop flattering me… I know I look awful,” she said, knowing she was coming from taking her early morning run as part of her exercise. Who knew she would find Aiden making breakfast for her and Stella?
“That's not it…you are the most beautiful woman I've ever met,” Aiden remarked sincerely. Grace smiled and slammed the jar of orange juice on the kitchen counter.
“That's what men say…every woman they meet is the most beautiful…isn't it hilarious,” she commented with a straight face, Aiden turned to look at her. Shaking his head, he turned the gas off.