I felt a force tug my hoodie from over my arms and head. I wanted to put my hoodie back on, I felt all exposed even though I was wearing a black tank top.
"Uhhh thanks," I felt myself blush.
"Any time," he grinned.
I pointed to the cake batter behind me,"I have to finish...the cake."
"Okay,"
I turned back around and finished folding in the chips.
"You seem like you need help with that," I heard him say behind me. I felt his body get closer behind me, and his hand grabbed my hand that was holding the spatula and began folding in the chips with me.
"Is this helping?" he asked with his face next to my ear.
I was blushing level 99,"Uhh..yeah." I smiled, what was with him? I mean, I liked it but this...wasn't like him.
"All done,"I said. Shakily letting go of the spatula.
"Where's the pans?" he asked.
"Right under the cabinet there," I pointed to the cabinet right beside me. He bent down and asked, "What shape?"
"Um, circle. Like the pie tin," I answered. He got it out, and handed it to me. I went to the pantry and got the butter spray, and sprayed the pan. I put the batter in the pan and popped it in the oven for 30 minutes.
"Alright, Tone Tone, we don't have to worry about the cake for 30 minutes. Lets to watch some light sabers."
I walked past Tony and he grabbed my shoulders.
"I'm your caboose," he said.
"Choo-choo," I yelled. We skipped to the living room and plopped on the couch. We were both laughing. I looked over at Tony, and stopped laughing in mid-chuckle. He looked so happy. It made me feel good, like something warm and fuzzy slipped in my stomach.
"Tony, you are really happy. Like I've never seem you laugh that genuinely."
"I know. I feel really good. Better than I felt in a while," he said smiling, he turned to me," this is the best thing's anyone done for me. Thank you."
I looked down,"Shut up. It can't the best thing."
"Yeah, you're right. My mom squeezing me out off her vag was pretty nice, but this definitely a second."
We started laughing,"Well, I'm glad I made you happy."
"Danni, can I tell you a secret?" he mumbled, I looked over at him, his head was down.
"Anything, as long as its nice."
"You've always made me smile."
My heart felt as though it accelerated to eighty miles per hour, "I-I...likewise."