Vanilla Love
I tap his stomach with the wooden spoon and wink at him.
He gasps and raises his eyebrows, "are you calling me 'fat'?"
"No darling, I would never." I bite my lip, trying to hide the small smile from appearing and grab the pasta. Ready to set the table for dinner.
"Bells..." He whispers as he laughs deeply at me. His arms wrap around my waist and he pulls me against his chest.
"Josh! Look out, it's still hot."
"Don't worry. You're way hotter."
"Oh my God, that's even worse than the 'did u fall from heaven' pick-up-line." I laugh.
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