they certainly had settled into a little domestic rhythm over the past few months. She came out of the kitchen after he had gotten out of his wet things, and pressed a light kiss to his cold cheek, still a little shy showing signs of affection, but she was improving, letting herself be more and more open with him every day. "Poor boy, come sit down and warm up. I made cookies!" she said cheerfully, knowing for probably the first time, something she was passing off to him as baked would not taste completely terrible. Big as she was now, she was feeling the need for praise, this the reasoning behind the little white lie. Some genuine praise, to something that deserved it, would be a welcome sound at the moment, a moment where she was feeling particularly needy. -- .: Gavin's Place :.

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