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"You've done everything you can for now."

She gives me a look.

"Careful, Vex. That sounded dangerously close to telling me to relax."

"Wouldn't dream of it, Counselor."

"Liar."

I grin.

She turns back to the stove, stirring the sauce.

I step behind her, resting my hands on her hips.

"That my shirt?"

"Possibly."

"Looks better on you."

"I thought so too."

My mouth finds the side of her neck.

She goes still.

"Vex."

"Yeah?"

"I'm cooking."

"See that."

"There's a pan of boiling water right there."

I reach past her and turn off the burner.

"Problem solved."

She twists in my arms.

"You're impossible."

"Been told."

Her eyes drop to my mouth.

I know that look now.

And I'm pretty fucking sure she knows what it does to me.

I lift her into my arms.

She squeaks and grabs my shoulders.

"Vex!"