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She rolled her eyes, looking to make her move. "Aubrey also can't feed herself."
He shook his head. "Nope." *** "But what's the nicest thing ever?"
"Me?"
She chuckled, leaning to give him a kiss. "Aw, don't say that."
"No. I'll drive sooner." *** She cocked her head. "It is?"
"Eden, just trust me. It will still be as good as the first cake you tried."
She smiled playfully at him. "Well that is just.. That is truly unfortunate. I was just going to kill you with my care."
He shook his head. "Nuh uh." *** "I'm glad."
"Two cups."
"Yeah. We're married. Therefore I'm smart."
She smiled gently. "The tables have turned."
He sat back, watching out the window. "When do we switch?" *** "It took a bit."
"It's way too much!"
"Which is never."
She looked up at him, already in thought. "When we used to play?"
He grinned, reaching back to get the chocolate milk. *** "I'm really glad."
He shrugged. "I think you will."
She cocked her head. "I'll take black."
She looked worried, kissing his cheek. "Alright.."
She instinctively went to help, her head cocked. "If it hurts, you'll tell me, right?"
