A/N: Thank you all for your reviews! I'm so glad you are enjoying these little moments. I love writing them! :D And I also want to thank my wonderful Terriejane because I can't live/write without her anymore, and that requires a lot of patience from her part xkissxkissx you the best!
10/? - things said at the kitchen table.
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'So?' She waited patiently for his answer, her eyes focused on his every movement. He chewed slowly at first, maybe just to add some suspense to the situation, and immediately she feared the worse.
'John…' she insisted with a pout, his silence making her anxious. 'Tell me what you think! Is it that bad?'
'That bad?' he swallowed the piece of fried chicken with great satisfaction, followed by a 'Mmm…That good! More, please!'
His excitement made her laugh and she placed more on his plate. The potatoes tasted delicious, carrots and cabbage at the side. A dinner worthy of a Lord, even better than the chicken Mrs Patmore always cooked and bragged about.
'So, you approve?' Anna asked him at the end of the first dinner at their cottage. Their plates empty and tea brewing on the stove.
'You are the best cook in the world, my dear, if I can grade all your cooking skills on this dinner alone! I more than approve.'
'I'm so glad. I was afraid I had forgotten how.'
'You haven't.'
John stood from his chair, rounding the table to where Anna was sitting. He leaned forward to her then, before whispering gently in her ear. 'I find wonderful things about you every day…problem is, soon enough I will be as fat as a pig and spoiled as a brat.'
'That's what I'm here for, Mr Bates.'
He was kissing her cheek the moment after, and she giggled as he did so. The kettle began to whistle but went unheard by the two. They had much better things to do, and to find out about each other.
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