Ingo wasn’t on the phone long before he walked into the kitchen dressed in shorts and a tank top. He chuckles, listening to Miley Cyrus singing Wrecking Ball and Jurnee dancing as she turns the mixer on. She looks at him, “You're not getting out of cooking.”
“I’m just waiting for you to tell me what to do.” He walks over to the counter.
Jurnee hands him a butternut squash.
“Really, I have no idea what to do about this.” He's turning it upside down and frowning. "What is this thing again?"
"Butternut squash, never mind," She laughs and hands him a bag. “Snap the beans, and you can cook this dish. Jurnee pours him a glass of wine and herself a glass of mineral water. Then she shimmies in front of him and dances back to her cake batter.
Ingo licks his lips, thinking, "I sure as hell ho
