Pat didn't have much to say after that. But from the way she was in a hurry to get back to her post, Kerry was sure there would be a few phone calls being made in the next few minutes. Her gut started to hurt a little. She wasn't sure she was ready for this...whatever this was, to make the rounds as yet.
"I have no idea what you like to eat, sweetheart. I've only fed you Lasagna and breakfast." His head was down in the menu while he rubbed the fingers of one hand over her palm, which he had yet to let go of.
"Soup and salad is good."
"Is that what you usually eat, or is this another one of your deals?"
"What deals?"
"You know, where you think you can tell me what I can and cannot do for you."
"That doesn't even make sense; what're you talking about?" For that, she got a look. H
