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Ashton POV

I walk out of the bedroom completely stunned. The three of them, I swear! I start to make supper, or lunch, not really sure of the… SH.IT! It’s already 8 at night. I double check my watch to see that we are well into day 2 at this point. We still have tonight and tomorrow night, at least, before we leave. I start pulling out some pork, apples, honey, and some bourbon.

'Blue raspberry? What the fu.ck man?'

'What? I love when you eat blue raspberry Jell-O.'

'You seriously don’t understand do you?'

'Understand what?'

'They weren’t actually talking about Jell-O.'

'Then what were they talking about?'

'What else do you like to eat?'

He’s quiet for a while, a lot longer than I though he should need, but I leave him while I make some mashed potatoes to go with the roast.

'OOOOOH!'

'Yeah.'

'And you were…'

'Yes, Jan, I w