summer by the sea



“You can cook something for me some other time,” she said gently. “I thought since that pasta didn’t work out, we could go down the store and get the fondue stuff. That’s pretty easy, I just need to look up the recipe real quick.”

“Can I help? I want to learn so that I can try it next time all by myself,” he murmured and nuzzled his nose along her jawline, smiling against her flesh. “I love you, you know?”

“You can build a fire if you want,” she offered. “There’s just not that much involved in fondue. And I’m pretty sure you can handle cutting up the meat and fruit and bread and stuff.”

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