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She frowned. "Back to the house?"
He pursed his lips, turning to kiss her forehead. "Do you want to go out to dinner tonight?"
"And with you." *** "Oh.."
"I know," she said softly. "I know that."
"Not until you eat your French toast."
"I want to stay here with you."
She looked over at him. "I'm sorry."
He turned away from her, crossing his arms.
She nodded, her arm around him. *** "But also a shake."
"And so she entered your life, huh? Elyse? I left and she's a liar. You pick well, Jack." She shook her head, burying her face in her hands. "Can...
He brushed it back behind her ear. "Quit that."
She went and handed him the potatoes. "Here you are." *** "But.. Why?" he asked. "It's just a shake.."
"You think I wanted to? I missed the entire first year of my baby growing up, Jack. I didn't get to see you or her. I was by myself, and if I...
"Don't tell me not to be cross until you eat your French toast."
She chuckled. "Thank you." *** "It's okay."
"I don't know," she said, her voice still a bit sharp. "I don't know what to do with her."
"Uggghhh."
"Yeah." *** He had some, before giving it back.
She barely glanced at him, but seemed sad. "Just say what you have to say, Jack."
"I made it for you!"
