[His boyish smile brightens just a little at her laugh, and he looks down at the mess of stuff on the counter in front of him. It's okay if she blushes, of course, but it's not okay if she sees him blushing a little bit. He'd deny it to his grave anyhow. He's just so fucking pleased with her reaction to him, for whatever reason.]
I can barbecue too, you know. [He starts in on opening the bread and such, looking at her sidelong.]
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I can barbecue too, you know. [He starts in on opening the bread and such, looking at her sidelong.]