"You are doing it wrong,hon." Pacey said as he wrapped his arms around Joey as she tried to cut the onions.

"How could I possibly be doing it wrong?" Joey said with a laugh.

"Well for one, your garlic bread is burning in the oven."

"Shit." Joey muttered as she accidentally slice her finger.

"And secondly you scare me half to death with anything you cook in the kitchen whether that be slicing onions or burning your bread." Pacey said as he rest his chin on her shoulder.

"We are twenty six, you would think I will get some day." Joey whispered as Pacey turned to get the burned bread in the oven.

"You have to slice your onions like ... this rather then this." Pacey said as he showed her with his knife.

"Can't you just do it?" Joey asked sadly as she sipped her red wine with her right hand. But to her surprised Pacey shook his head and took her left hand and make her put the homemade bread on the pan again.

"Do it with me." Pacey said as he kissed her right cheek and Joey felt her cheeks flushed. She wanted his help all the time in the kitchen as he softly slap her bottom a little in wink. Who knew how far they would end up getting. Probably in bed in 5 minutes.