27 - "Try some."
Happy slid into her usual seat at their kitchen counter. "This baby is starving." She patted her pregnant stomach. "What's on the menu, chef?"
Toby pointed to an array of plates. "Only the best for the best customer. Today, we have a pan-seared salmon,"
"Okay."
"-with a side of steamed broccoli-"
"Wasn't that served up yesterday?"
"-and some sweet potato fries."
"Pretty sure you used the same sweet potatoes from yesterday."
Toby frowned. "Having so many sweet potatoes in you should be making you a little sweeter, sweetness."
She wrinkled her nose, giving the food a lookover. "Sorry. I've just been eating a lot of the same stuff lately."
"That's because," he started dropping food onto a plate for her, "there's only so many foods with pregnancy pros. I want to give you all of them."
"It gets old after a while."
"Not when you wear a chef hat as well as I do." He handed her the plate. "Just try some, Happy."
Grabbing a fork and knife, she cut a piece off the salmon. She put it in her mouth. Her ready-to-roll eyes ballooned. She quickly allowed her taste buds another bite, the second piece much bigger than the first. "Holy crap."
He wagged his eyebrows. "Told you I was good."