A sound made us both joint, it was the sound of the timer.
I clapped my hands excitedly and after covering my hands with thick towels I opened the oven and slides out of the pan.
The cake left a delicious scent that soon lapsed over the entire kitchen.
The cocoa powder made me grow immediately hungry.
"It looks beautiful," Cameron commented, the cake indeed looked good, it had swallowed and the cocoa formed a crunchy coat over the top.
I poured some powdered sugar over the top and then cut two slices of cake for us both.
We entwined our elbows together and then took a bite in sync.
I only rarely made cakes and I couldn't lie that recipe was probably the easiest I found but it was still better than all the other cakes I had baked. Maybe not as good as the maid's cakes or Joanna's but it was still good -according to my standards.
"Good," he said nodding as he took another bite.
