She came over with a colander of potatoes and placed them in a pot of water on the stove. Closing the lid, she turned to him. “Hm,” she murmured, kissing him lightly. “I’m not sure. Any ideas?”
"The turkey will take awhile, and I have to add touches every once in awhile. What can we do for half an hour?"
She kissed him lightly, her hands coming up to cup his neck. “Hm. A game? Unless you have something else in mind.”
“Hm...” She paused thoughtfully before grinning mischievously at him. “Have you ever heard of Twister?”