Seven Sins of St. Berry

Greed

"So it's come down to this, huh?"

"It would seem so."

It was a standoff. Dark blue eyes met a bright hazel stare in a war of the wills, both narrowed in scrutiny and determination.

"I made dinner."

"I did the washing up."

He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Well I helped."

"You had two yesterday!"

"This is ridiculous. I'm the vegan."

"Oh no you don't."

She ignored him. "I'm at a disadvantage when it comes to traditional treat foods."

"No, no, you used that excuse last week over the last slice of Kurt's mocha chocolate cake."

"Irrelevant. The argument still stands"

Jesse frowned in consideration.

"Play you for it?"

"No, you always cheat."

"I do not."

"Do too."

"When?"

"Ahem. A certain hand of poker the other night?"

"Yeah well…" he smirked at her knowingly. "They were exceptional circumstances."

She rolled her eyes. "Just 'cause you were losing."

"Hey, you proposed that particular rule change! What did you expect? I'm only human."

"You still stacked the deck!"

"I don't recall much complaining."

"That's not the point. Point is you owe me."

"I beg to differ. If anything, you owe me."

"Egomaniac."

"Bad loser."

"Hypocrite."

"Okay, this is getting childish."

"So you should just concede gracefully."

"Come on, be reasonable. I promise to pick up more tomorrow."

She crossed her arms. "Why should I?"

"Whatever happened to 'all that I have I share with you'?"

"We both know that never applies to the last Babycakes cupcake."

"We could halve it, I guess."

"It's not the same."

"You're right."

Rachel set her jaw stubbornly as his fingers twitched in anticipation. The challenge went unspoken but was implicitly understood. Both lunged across the table at the same moment. Jesse proved just a second faster, snatching up the delectable sweet from the bakery box and cramming the cake into his mouth whole before she could tackle him for it.

"Ugh, you're disgusting."

Rachel glowered as Jesse grinned in triumph. The smile disappeared a moment later though when his chewing abruptly turned to coughing.

"Serves you right," Rachel muttered as she stomped over and whacked him on the back, a little harder than perhaps was necessary. With her aid and a glass of water, he eventually managed to swallow the mouthful and get his breathing back. When she was quite sure he was alright again, Rachel huffed away to the other side of the kitchen, putting the last of the dishes away and slamming a few cupboard doors for good measure. It wasn't long before she felt him come up behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist firmly with an arrogant confidence that infuriated and melted her at the same time. He pressed a kiss to the back of her neck, his smiling voice smug against her ear.

"You wouldn't really have let me choke, would you?"

"Hmm. I suppose not," she admitted grumpily. "I've grown kinda fond of you after all."

"Oh be still my beating heart."

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AN Yes I am aware that "All that I have I share with you" is traditionally a verse in Christian ceremonies, not Jewish, but Jesse is just being flippant here. Besides I imagine that both Rachel and Jesse would end up writing their own version anyway, being different and doing things their own way as usual. Thanks again to all those following this fic, and in particular those who take the time to review - you guys are awesome :) Thanks so much! Hope you enjoy.