"No"
"Aww come on! Please?! For me?"
"No"
The brown puppy eyes are thrown her way – she has no time to shield her heart from the want in her wife's eyes.
"No?"
"No"
The eyes become even bigger, darker, and no the bottom lip begins to tremble, she wants this badly but Miranda knows if she caves now she will be relenting for the rest of their life together.
"Please- I'll do anything, and I mean anything"
One eyebrow over a storm of blue and grey shoots up. Anything?, there's a whole lotta anythings she'd like to do, a whole lot, and some Andrea might even enjoy – no. stay firm Miranda, stay firm.
"Be that as it may, my answer remains the same"
"Whyyy?!" Comes the whining response
"Darling, I am aware I married someone younger, I did not realise just how junior in years you were. Tell me, do you require a nap?"
Those golden brown almonds become slits of chocolate, she is now at the receiving end of an attempted angry glare
"Andrea, I said no, now come along"
"Fine" the brunette leaves the table and storms out the kitchen mumbling to herself.
Exasperated the editor is left alone in the kitchen to ponder what kind of a relationship she has that she needs to enforce the dessert after dinner rule….