Something’s Cooking

Hey, what’s up? How are you? It’s been a bit since we last spoke. He says.

Yeah. A couple weeks I believe. I’m good. How are you? She asks.

All good with me and I have to say, you look very nice today. He responds.

Thank you. But I’m not really feeling myself today. She says.

Well, whatever’s bothering you I hope I can help you with it. And if not, just know, I’m always feeling you. He says with a smile.

It’s just something I’m feeling but thank you that’s sweet of you. She says.

Well, if there is anything I can do, just let me know. He says.

Say, I heard that you’re a good cook, I didn’t know that. What’s your specialty? He asks.

Yeah, I like to think of myself as a good cook, but I don’t have a specialty, I’ll try everything. But if I had to pick one, I guess I’d say it’d be my shrimp pasta. She says.

Sounds good. Maybe someday you can treat me to a fancy dinner then. He says with a smile.

She smiles back. That’s flattering that you trust me to cook you a meal, but I only cook for my boyfriend or my family. She says.

Well, maybe someday I get to be one of those then. He responds with a smirk.

Or both. He adds while widening his smile.

She smiles back and says, that’s cute, but you’ll just have to imagine eating my food.

I’ll let my imagination run away from me then, and by the way, I hope your feeling yourself now. He smiles before walking away.

She smiles and tells herself, clever guy, maybe he’ll get that dinner at some point after all.





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