"You did not see anything," Kat said as she came back down wearing a baggy jersey.
"Oh but I -" Dean said with a teasing smile.
"We are not going to talk about it too," Kat ordered.
"But Kat-"Dean started again only to be cut off by an icy glare.
"If you say anything to anybody, I will never ever bake anything for you. Ever!"Kat threatened giving the meanest glare she could muster with her deforming face.
"That's pretty harsh of you. I would literally die if I don't eat your food," Dean replied with a look of horror.
"Good then zip it," she ordered as she went to sit down on the couch.
She pulled her legs up putting her feet on the couch too and hugged herself letting out a deep sigh.
"Yes ma'am. So how are you feeling now?" Dean asked coming to sit next to her.
"The pain is bette
