"What smells so nice?" Jessie's sweet voice filled the room, and he couldn't help the smile that graced his handsome features. "You're cooking?" She almost squeaked when she walked into the kitchen.
Turning back slightly he frowned, "why do you sound so surprised?" He asked. "I'm I not allowed to cook? In my own house?"
"Wow... it just surprising to see you do this, it's... unexpected." She smiled. Walking past the kitchens island to where he stood by the stove, with those long legs on display. In his shirt that fell down to her mid-thighs. His smile widened and he couldn't explain the burst of emotion in his heart, it seemed like forever she was in his clothes. Since they moved to the manor she hadn't worn his clothes, and until now he didn't realize how much he wanted her to keep wearing doing do. Her hands snaking around his torso she hugged his back as he skillfully stirred the sauce.