Worlds Collide: Chapter 12 Breakfast

When I got back to my room, I didn't sleep. I can become quite obsessive when I'm in the creative zone and I had so many ideas buzzing around my head that I just needed to see materialised. I worked on several different ideas, using every last scrap of fabric. 
As the sun starts to rise, I realise that I have missed my chance to sleep. I decide to try on my more practical outfit. I made it more like ones we use for fighting, but less bright to help me blend in. It's made from a leathery material and fashioned into a short dress with a built in sports bra. It's black with streaks of blue through it to look like waves crashing. I pull by hair up into a tight bun and put the black boots on.
I decide to go and get breakfast to surprise Juan and maybe put a smile on his too serious face. A part of me doesn’t know why I’m trying so hard with him, normally I don’t care what people think of me, but for some reason I want to win him over.
I sneak out to the balcony and jump off, changing effortlessly into my dragon and gliding smoothly over the road into town. I change back just outside town to draw less attention to myself. I re-trace our steps from yesterday and arrive at Raphael's shop. It is still very early so there is no queue yet, but I can smell the scent of his cooking floating out the window already.
I knock on the door gently and wait. The door is pulled open and before I can explain why I’m here, I’m pulled into a hug.
“Ah the Lord’s beautiful Lady. I hope that he is behaving like a gentleman with you and not his usual self” Raphael says.
“I’m not his Lady, he is just .. looking after me for a while. What do you mean his usual self?” I ask intrigued.
“Oh I should not tell a lady such things, it would make you blush some of the stories I have about him.” He says chuckling to himself. “How can I help you?”
“I was hoping to bring him breakfast as a thank you. Would you please make me something he likes? I don’t have any money though so maybe you could put it on his account” I ask realising the flaw in my plan too late.
“Hmm don’t worry, you can help me cook and then I will give you some crepes to take away.” He suggests.
“Oh I’m not a good cook, I tend to burn things” I explain shaking my head.
“Nonsense, if this vampire can cook, then so can you, I will show you” He says and walks me through the steps to mix the batter, humming a happy tune as he busies himself around the kitchen.
His warmth is contagious and I find myself happily helping him for much longer than I intended and eating more than my fair share of samples. When the first customer arrives I excuse myself to get back before my absence is noticed. Raphael wraps up several crepes in a bag and I head back to the castle. I decide to walk rather than fly because it is more likely that I will be spotted now. Just as the castle comes into sight, I’m tackled to the ground, dropping my bag of goodies in the process.
Juan has me pinned underneath him and he looks very unhappy. I can feel the heat of his anger rolling of his body. “What are you up to?” He demands.
I smile and shift my weight, slipping out of his hold and making him face plant the ground. Looking down at him I answer “Nothing malicious”
He swipes at my ankle, making me lose balance and he then pulls me back to the ground and sits on top of me so our pelvises are pressed against each other with my hands pinned above my head. “I don’t believe you, why did you leave?” He asks with his face only inches away from mine.
“Hmm I think you just want a reason to get on top of me now.” I tease thrusting my hips up towards him and pressing my chest closer to his.
“Don’t avoid my question” He says.
“I’m just trying to get you to relax. We both know that I can get out of this, but I’m choosing not to so that you relax and actually listen to me” I explain.
“So talk, I’m listening” Juan says, relaxing his grip slightly.
I flip him so that I’m on top of him and I lean in close to whisper in his ear “I have a surprise for you” I say in my most seductive voice and I feel him tense below me.
Before he can fight me, I jump up quickly and retrieve the bag of food and throw it at him. He catches the bag easily and looks in it, confused.
“You are welcome” I say.
“Did you steal these?” He asks suspiciously.
“Wow you are really trying to make me a villain here. No I did not, Raphael asked me to help out to pay for them. But if you don’t want them, I will happily eat more” I say approaching to take the bag back.
“No… thank you. Sorry I messed up your outfit.” He says like a stroppy child who has just been forced to apologise by their parent.
I look down to see that my ass is covered in dirt and I shrug “Don’t worry, I don’t mind getting a little dirty. You have some on your face” I say.
He rubs his face, but misses the spot above his lip. I lean in to wipe it away for him, my finger gently grazing the top of his soft lips which contrast to his sharp stubble. I find myself staring at his lips a moment too long and then I step back quickly and change the topic.
“So is the professor back?” I ask
“Not yet, hopefully later today” He says in a hoarse voice.
“So what are the plans until then?” I ask
“Perhaps I could take you somewhere scenic” Juan offers and eats his breakfast.
“Can we fly?” I ask
“If you promise to behave” He says, glaring at me.
“Very well” I agree