A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Emily decided to pick the bowl with lesser noodles in it. Jacob, however, cast a meaningful glance at her; clearly he wanted to
warn Emily—"I cooked the noodles specially for you. How dare you refuse to eat them?"
Emily wussed out, "I will finish them off."
Jacob did not say anything else, instead, he just stared at Emily and waited for her to eat the noodles.
Emily took the chopsticks and stirred the noodles in the bowl to psych herself up. She picked up some noodles and slurped them
up. Much to her surprise, they tasted tender and smooth without feeling overcooked, leaving a hint of freshness in her mouth.
"It's delicious!" Emily praised from the bottom of her heart. She never thought that Jacob's noodles would be so tasty!
A contented look came over Jacob's face. A hint of pleasure, unnoticed by Emily, flashed across his face. But just when he was
about to say something, he noticed Emily suddenly put down the chopsticks.
"How much will you charge for the noodles? Or are they free?"
Emily stopped to ask this, because she remembered that Jacob had asked her for 100, 000 dollars when he drove her home the
other night. Considering that, she assumed that a bowl of noodles made by Jacob would presumably be more costly.
Jacob understood what she had meant. He decided to tease her and jested on purpose, "I can offer you a discount. 98, 000
dollars will be enough."
Emily almost dropped the bowl on the floor. How expensive the noodles were!
Jacob chuckled and tapped his index finger on the table, "It's a joke."
"It's not funny, " Emily snorted, when she realized that she had been fooled by Jacob, and continued to slurp the noodles without
worry.
Meanwhile, Jack was still sitting outside the door, with the cake box in his arms. His stomach was starting to growl when he
smelled the fragrance of short-rib stew from outside the door. Jack waited, hoping that Emily would open the door and invite him
in for dinner.
He waited until it got dark, but the door to Emily's home did not open.
Jack felt disappointed, but he was unwilling to accept it. He stood up and knocked at the door again, "Emily, Emily..."

When Emily heard Jack knocking, she had already finished eating noodles. Jack's voice drove her mad, "Why won't he just
leave?"
Jacob, on the other hand, seemed not to hear Emily's complaint as he slowly unwrapped the cake box. The aroma of the cream
immediately slipped into the nasal cavity of both Jacob and Emily, stimulating their appetite.
Although Emily had just finished eating noodles, as a dessert aficionado, she still had room for some cake in her stomach. She
stared at the big cake earnestly, as her eyes looked like they were about to pop out.
"Happy birthday, Emily."
Jacob turned off the lights and lit the candles. His deep voice seemed to penetrate the darkness seamlessly.
Emily looked at the small flames dancing on the cake, stupefied. It was at this moment when Emily finally realized that it was
indeed her birthday.
She forgot about her own birthday, and do did her parents.
However at that moment, the man standing in front of her, was there to celebrate it for her. As to the other man outside the
door...
Whatever!
"Thank you, Jacob, " almost on the verge of tears, Emily blinked her eyes and gave Jacob a sincere smile. Her beauty dazzled
against the candle light, "I'm very touched."
Although, she had said the last three words in a low voice, Jacob heard her loud and clear.
Jacob stared at her eyes with affection, as he saw his reflection in them.
But he did not want to stop there.
He wanted to give her more.
Jacob fell silent when he saw Emily close her eyes, clasp her hands to make a wish, and then blow out the candles.
With the lights came back on, the room became bright again.

Emily cut the cake and had a taste. Within seconds, the sweet and fluffy cream stimulated both her mind and taste buds,
bringing her a feeling of joy.
'Delicious! Desserts are the best food for healing one's mind, ' Emily thought.
With her cheeks bulging out and her eyes slightly narrowed, she had a look of complete satisfaction on her face. Anyone could
tell that she was having a good time.
Jacob suddenly stretched out his hand and poked her round cheeks with his slender fingers, "Take it easy. No one will steal it
away from you."
Emily blushed with embarrassment, "Why don't you try it?"
Jacob held back his hand and answered, "I only want to see you eat it." In fact, he wasn't a very big fan of desserts.
Actually he wanted to say, "I want to eat you up", but he didn't, because it would drive her away from him.
"Let's enjoy it together, " Emily insisted.
"No."
Emily urged him again. When he refused, she came up with an idea. She stretched out her hand as if she was grabbing
something in air, and then she sprinkled it on the cake, "Look, Jacob."
Jacob looked at the cake and asked, "What is that? Air?"
"No, it's luck, " Emily said in a serious tone, with a light sparkling in her eyes, "Today is my birthday, and I sprinkled my good luck
on the cake. If you eat it, you will have good luck too. So, please do me the favor and try it."
'She was talking nonsense in a serious tone, ' Jacob mused.
"Maybe you are... right, " Jacob finally gave up and nodded. He raised his head and took a meaningful look at the cream on
Emily's pink lips.
"Is it sweet?"
"Very sweet..." Emily's voice became deeper and deeper as she saw Jacob leaning over her gradually. She could not move an
inch as if she were frozen by magic. Inadvertently, she closed her eyes.

Jacob's warm finger rubbed over her lips twice.
"Cream on your lips, " he said.
Emily quickly opened her eyes and blushed, "Um...Um..."
"Are you hungry for my kiss?"
"No!" Emily denied sheepishly. In truth, she was expecting Jacob to kiss her, so she didn't evade him just then. 'Wow! I must
have lost my mind to the sweetness of the cream!'
Jacob had come upon a realization. Emily could be persuaded by reason, but not by force. He would have kissed her if he had
not seen through her. After all, he was incredibly attracted to her.
Now he realized the meaning of "following the proper order".
"Well. I see, " Jacob said, as he licked the cream off from the tip of his finger. "You are right. It was very sweet, " He remarked
seriously but with a charming smile.
Seeing what Jacob was doing, Emily was taken aback for a second, "You...You are..."
'You are licking the cream you just rubbed off my lips!' Emily cried in her mind.
'It turned out that Jacob was not pedantic about personal hygiene!'
Fortunately, Jacob didn't make any other surprising moves. He kept everything within reasonable distance. Relieved, Emily cut a
piece of cake for Jacob.
Jacob pouted his lips, "I don't like desserts."
He was already satisfied with the little bit of cream he had just tasted.
"It's not just a piece of cake. It's luck, " Emily tried to forget about what just happened and pushed the cake towards Jacob.
Jacob finally picked up a fork and took a small bite out of the cake. Emily could not guess what he was thinking, as he had no
expression on his face after having the cake.

Emily looked at his face again and decided to have some fun. She took some cream and smeared it on Jacob's good-looking
face.
Jacob paused and stared directly at Emily's eyes in a weird-out look.
Emily instantly regretted it, fearing that Jacob might get angry. But when she tried to wipe the cream off of his face, she got
unexpectedly smeared by cream as well.
Emily was speechless.
'I can't believe Jacob smeared me with cream! What should I do?
I know! I will do the same thing to him, again!'