“I style peanut butter too,” he mentioned, shutting his eyes.

“I all the time add peanut butter to my chocolate chip cookies. Like a double dose of yumminess.”

“Shit yeah,” he mentioned.

He completed off the primary one and reached for one more, then caught the smile on her face.

“You’ve obtained chocolate in your lip. Let me get it.”

She reached up along with her hand and caught it, then wiped it off. His hand caught hers. “You’re not who I believed you’d be.”

She lifted an eyebrow at him. “Good or unhealthy?”

“Each,” he mentioned. He didn’t anticipate her to be virtually nurturing and didn’t need to insult her by saying that.

Most of his life he was on the lookout for this.

He wasn’t being sexist. He simply needed the consolation of residence.

He’d left for a greater profession and life than his dad and mom had. He simply by no means thought he’d be the sort to go to school.

He wasn’t a fan of sitting in a classroom and by no means noticed himself working in an workplace.

The service referred to as to him and his dad and mom supported it.

It wasn’t ok for Lara’s dad and mom. It wasn’t the life plenty of ladies would need.

It’s not that he needed a lady at residence ready on him. He simply needed somebody who needed ahome.

A spot that was theirs. The place they might loosen up collectively and make reminiscences.

He hadn’t realized it was going to be so exhausting to search out that although and Grace was the final particular person he anticipated to see elements of it from.

Then he needed to inform himself that was silly.

She got here from a household the place the bond was tight.

“You may want to elucidate that to me,” she mentioned. “However I can see you don’t need to and I received’t push you now. Was there one more reason you got here in or was it the odor of the cookies?”

The truth that she even knew that about him was one thing too.

“The cabinets,” he mentioned. “Would you like them stained or painted? I can set up them immediately and we’ll have the ability to take them down to complete them. I assume I ought to have requested that earlier than.”

“Hmm,” she mentioned. “I didn’t consider that, however I do know you need to a minimum of put one thing on them, even when it’s a transparent stain. What do you suppose?”

He seemed round her home. The trim was white, which wasn’t widespread in a home this outdated, however she’d mentioned she’d had work performed and his guess was that was modified all through the home.

“You might go white like the remainder of the home, however I believe preserving it to its pure coloration will add some heat. Not that you just don’t have heat right here.”

She laughed. “I do know what you might be saying and I agree. So a transparent stain is nice sufficient. I’m positive I can deal with that myself.”

“I can do it,” he mentioned.

“I’m making an attempt to determine if you wish to do the work for meals or you might be doing the work as a result of I’m feeding you. As if you’ll want to even issues out.”

His head went facet to facet and he snagged a 3rd cookie. “Does it matter?”

“It does,” she mentioned. “If you happen to’re doing it to be good, that’s nice. That’s the reason I’m cooking. I get pleasure from cooking and it does feed my ego properly to see individuals get pleasure from what I put in entrance of them.”

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