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Elijah nods, pouring the mix into the waffle iron |
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Dakota stood and scooped up Ethan before going to watch her husband cook. She sat at the bar, smiling in adoration at Elijah |
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Elijah turned the waffle iron over to reveal perfect waffles. He plated them. "What toppings do you want?" |
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Dakota shrugged. "Same as you, i guess" |
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Elijah nods, putting whipped cream and fruits on both. |
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When she got her plate, she ate quickly. Once she had finished, she smiled. "Thanks, handsome." She said, kissing Elijah's cheek before taking careof her dishes |
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Elijah smiles, eating his own plate |
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She took care of her dishes before changing Ethan and laying him down for a nap. It took a couple tries, but once he fell fully asleep she left the room. She turned and closed the door before going over and sitting beside Elijah again. |
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Elijah strokes her hair. "How are you feeling today?" He asks |
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"Perfectly fine" She said quietly. "I'm thinking of practicing the barrel run before this weekend" |
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Sunny
