“Probably for the best.”

// Was it a good dinner? What’d you eat?

“No need to tell me twice, my love.”

Breakfast if she wanted.

He was already half awake from the the smell of coffee brewing, and her lilac scented perfume. The poke in the ribs would cause his eyes to flutter open.

He can cook
Giving the platinum blonde a sleepy smile, and slowly sit up. “Good morning, beautiful. How did you sleep?”

He can always cook

Quite literally falls out of his chair. “GOD DAMN YOU CAT!” He’s never going to hear the end of this now.

“What is it?”