Hey everyone, sorry it's been so long since I updated! But here we are with another chapter, so let's get cracking!
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"Something tells me we aren't getting Asian food," I murmured as we lay in the bed, breathless and wide eyed. Jack just smiled and pulled me closer.
"Is that a problem?" he whispered in my ear. I smiled and kissed him on the nose. But I was hungry now. I hadn't eaten since lunch... and that was hours ago. What was good food that I couldn't mess up making? An idea flickered through my mind.
"Do you want to make pancakes?" I asked, sitting up.
"Why?"
"Because pancakes are yummy." I rubbed my foot up and down his leg, and he gave in. I reached for my bathrobe and padded downstairs. I gathered all the supplies: mix, eggs, milk, oil, bowl, syrup. Jack got out the pan and started heating it up. I smiled and cracked the eggs into the powder and splashed the milk in. Pancakes were so easy! I was so proud of myself for thinking of this. Jack came up behind me, spun me around, and placed me down away from the bowl.
"HEY!" I tried to push my way back in as he pour the oil in. I couldn't help but giggle as we fought over the bowl. Married life rocked.
"Watch out An..." Jack tried to warn me as the bowl went flying, knocking both of us to the floor and covered us in batter. I let myself fall back against him, both of us laughing hysterically. I wiped some batter off my nose and stuck it in my mouth.
"Is it good?" he asked, pushing back a strand of my sticky hair. I gathered up another fingerful and shoved it his mouth. He pulled me close and kissed me again.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Mhmm." We just laid there on the floor, tired out. It had been a looong, looong night. I pushed my hair back and sniffed the air.
"Jack, do you smell smoke?"
"Yeah."
"What's smoking?" We both bolted up and looked around. The PAM-ed pan was burning, due to the fact that there were no pancakes on the actual pan. He reached for it and tossed it into the sink. Water sizzled off of it, creating more smoke. I started coughing, but it was more like a cough-laugh sort of thing.
"We'll clean this up tomorrow," he whispered, scooping me up in his arms.
"Kay."
"Wanna clean off?"
"Yes."
"I love you."
"I love you too." I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply. Who needs food?
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I know, it's short, but I had to finish off their night. Next chapter will be longer, I promise.
xo, Chantal
