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He nodded, taking the pan from the oven and setting it down. "They're hot."
She cocked her head. "A chess piece, I think."
Ge got off and gave the jacket and helmet. "Make sure that gets looked at, okay?"
He opened the oven and grabbed mitts. "I've got them."
She shifted slightly, her brows furrowing before she pulled up her shirt slightly. "I think I got one too."
He didn't reply after that, and remained silent.
He smiled, his hand running through her hair. "I know."
She smiled softly. "Not exactly. Just that I think it's cute."
He frowned. "I'm just saying."
He grinned moving to where he was between her and the oven. "Patience, my love, and the cookies will come."
She smiled, turning to kiss him. "I think it's cute."
He frowned. "Chemical burns can be serious, you know."
He tried to catch her again. "But you will!"
She was thoughtful for a moment, her cocking her head. "My initials?"
He nodded. "Is your hand okay?"
He pulled the blanket off and went after her. "Thief!"
She took his hand and inspected the wrist. "A tattoo?"
He opened to mouth to speak, but decided against it. "Okay."
He frowned, going to get up. "Uh huh."
She sighed heavily, rubbing her eyes. "Yeah, a little." She paused. "What's on your wrist?"
