“You just want to get me liquored up so you can take advantage.” She teased, her nose pressed against his after they broke their little kiss.
“I… Well I don’t, but I have something that will work.” She explained offhand, revealing the fact that she wasn’t exactly a getting-flowers-from-boys kind of girl. If she was being completely honest it was the second time she had gotten flowers, though she wasn’t sure if the first one counted. The first time she had gotten flowers from a boy was when she was nearly seven and a boy and her had been playing house in the school grounds before he suddenly gave her a flower (which had in fact been a weed that looked like a flower to seven year olds).
Taking the flowers in her hands, she inhaled them softly, the sweet smell positively uplifting. “They’re absolutely gorgeous. Thank you.” She said honestly, leaning in for another tender kiss. Then grabbing an empty old fashioned flour container that was clearly marked as such, she ran it under the faucet. Then placing the ceramic container back onto her counter, she arranged the flowers just so. She could barely take her eyes off of them, until she was asked a question and whipped her head around to face him with a sheepish kind of grin.
“Both.” She said with a smile, glancing at the ingredients he had brought with him. Vaguely recalling the last time they had baked together, she wondered if it would end up a repeat of the last time with her covered in flour. But then she snuggled into his side, barely able to let go of him as she heard Claire rounding the corner into the living area as she ball skated around the ground. “I can be your assistant this time… what do you need me to do?”
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