"It is only you and I," I drew him closer by his apron.
Irem stared deeply into my eyes, leaned closer then said "I have to bake the gratin young lady," before he walked away. I pouted my way into the living room. When the gratin was ready Irem did not serve it so I walked into the kitchen to see what was going on. I walked in and so him packing the gratin.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"We are not eating this now," he said.
"Then what are we eating?"
"What were you teasing?" He walked closer to me.
"I am hungry,"
"You will eat, just not the gratin." He picked me up and walked out of the kitchen.
"What are you doing?"
"You said you were hungry." He climbed up the stairs.
"This is not funny Irem, what about putting me down?"
"You will be down just wait a little."