She'd stepped away to get two smaller plates out for them to put their brownies on, pausing just before putting them down, that enough being an acknowledgement of the truth of his words. She wasn't really okay but she was grateful he wasn't asking about it.
"Distract me? How were you thinking?"
The idea of a distraction was actually very appealing, something that she wasn't succeeding in by staying home where her thoughts were with her. And one brownie will make it onto his plate, a second on hers.
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"Distract me? How were you thinking?"
The idea of a distraction was actually very appealing, something that she wasn't succeeding in by staying home where her thoughts were with her. And one brownie will make it onto his plate, a second on hers.