BPOV
"Everyday Maria makes breakfast for us..." Carley said.
"One of our maids." Edward said and I nodded.
"On Saturday and Sunday, daddy and I make breakfast, because I love making breakfast with him." she said in an enthusiastic tone, "Daddy only knows how to make sandwiches. Sometimes he even burns the toasts."
"Does he?" I chuckled.
"Yes. And he doesn't know how to put vegetables on the bread, so I help him. He also doesn't know how to spread the cheese. I help him with that, too."
"Awww... " I said. "You're so sweet."
"And you,too." I mouthed at Edward.
"Don't call me sweet." he snapped.
"But you are." Suddenly I remembered that he hates it when someone calls him 'sweet'.
"I said, don't call me sweet."
"But you're so sweet." I continued teasing him.
"You..." he said and burst into the laughter. "Gosh, you do know how to irritate me."