“He does many things well, the bastard. I get the benefit of his cooking without the weight gain.”
“I wish I could be like you. I have to work out like hell to not gain a pound, especially since I like to eat all my creations. I mean, how else am I to know if they’re good or not?”
I laughed. “Sure, we’ll work with that.”
He stared at me.
“What?” I asked.
“It’s great to see you smiling and happy around me. I thought I’d lost that.”
I sipped my iced tea. “Well, we’re still at the beginning of…whatever you want to call this. And you seduced me, might I remind you.”
“You let me,” he shot back. “It’s not like you’re a weakling. You could have pushed me away outside. Acted scandalous and clutched your pearls.”
I snorted. “Funny.” I chewed on some pasta. “Stay the night? Or do you have to get back?”
“I’d like to stay here, if you don’t mind. I have a change of clothes in my car.”
I rolled my eyes. “Of course, you do.”