“Let me do the dishes,” I said, standing up from the table with the fattest smile ever. He had loved my food, he had even gone for seconds, with him just hauling it down. I could not help but silently giggle as I turned away with both our plates to the sink. I placed them in before turning only to freeze as Mathew was on my hill with two glasses and the utensils in hand.
“Thank you.” I said, blushing like hell. I had just cooked for us and we had had dinner together on the dinner table. It just got better and better.
“Let me get the laptop so we can call.” He said, his hand running around my waist with him kissing the crown of my hair. Did he know what he was doing? I was not sure, it was like he was not even conscious of his actions and that made it mind blowing in so many ways.
