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Caden was downstairs, cooking breakfast. |
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She headed downstairs, starving. "Eating for two, remember?" She teased, kissing his cheek |
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He chuckled, pulling her in for a quick kiss before focusing on NOT burning the bacon. "I remembered, trust me." Caden mused, plating some of the bacon. |
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Caden took about a quarter of what he'd cooked, leaving the rest for her. |
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"I don't need this much, love" She said softly |
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"Eat what you need, that's all that really matters." He said with a soft smile, taking a bite of bacon. |
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"But I want you to eat a little more than just that" She said, gesturing to his plate |
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"You take what you need, i'll take whatever's left, then." He offered, taking a sip of his coffee. |
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She nodded, eating a little over half of what he'd given her and pushing the plate toward him |
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Clear with Temps dropping into the Teens
