Well then, I guess we'll have to add camping to the list.
[Okay, maybe she's teasing just a little bit, but truly, she wouldn't mind tasting his cooking. If it's homemade, and made from the heart, then it's always special. And at least he'd have a pro only a call away if he ever needed cooking advice.
Not that she thinks he would, but it never hurts!
The thought, however, brings a weight back onto her shoulders. It's the one she shed last night that she knew wouldn't go away completely—it would be back, and it would return with a vengeance, but of all the times for it to, it didn't have to be when she was talking about tasting his cooking.
The idea of it just feels so... personal. Domestic.
And that was something that she knew they'd need to talk about eventually.]
Not now, of course. Later...
[She tacks that on quickly at the end, her own face flushing now as she stuffs her mouth with eggs.]
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[Okay, maybe she's teasing just a little bit, but truly, she wouldn't mind tasting his cooking. If it's homemade, and made from the heart, then it's always special. And at least he'd have a pro only a call away if he ever needed cooking advice.
Not that she thinks he would, but it never hurts!
The thought, however, brings a weight back onto her shoulders. It's the one she shed last night that she knew wouldn't go away completely—it would be back, and it would return with a vengeance, but of all the times for it to, it didn't have to be when she was talking about tasting his cooking.
The idea of it just feels so... personal. Domestic.
And that was something that she knew they'd need to talk about eventually.]
Not now, of course. Later...
[She tacks that on quickly at the end, her own face flushing now as she stuffs her mouth with eggs.]