Eva
I decided to make a summertime cake. I opted for a Sangria cake because I like how they look and taste. This mind link thing works great in the kitchen. Sam says, “I'll take care of the dry ingredients.”
I got wet ingredients. I like cooking with Sam. It's effortless. There's no arguing over what or how to make something. I just say let's make this and we do. We got the cake into the oven and the icing was made. I set the timer. Sam has flour on his nose. It's cute and I giggle. “I thought only women powder their noses,” I say.
He c***s his head, “What?” He reaches towards his nose. I grab his hand and pull it, and him, down to my level. He's nearly a foot taller than me, but just so easily follows my lead. I lick his nose. He growls and kisses me feverishly. He picks me up like I'm
