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An hour later they came back to the kitchen hand in hand. Cathy was wearing another of his shirts and he wore a light cotton shirt and a pair of sweatpants.

“Alright, Ted, sit and let me serve.”

“I want to serve you.”

She looked at him over her shoulder and laughed. “I’m the one trying to convince you to mate with me. Let me show you what I can do. Now sit and I’ll serve.”

“Yes ma’am.” He was smiling as he pulled a chair to the small dining area in the kitchen, sat on it, and waited.

Cathy dished two portions for both of them and brought the plates to the table. The sauce smelled heavenly and the pasta was creamy. She sat down beside him and looked up sheepishly.

“I drank half the cream before I finished making the food. And I ate most of the vegetables too.”

Ted smiled. “I like a girl with an appetite.”

“All your girls?”

Ted rolled his eyes. He liked it when she was jealous. She was just as possessive as he was. He kissed her head. “You worry too much.”

“Well if you are going to be m