sets two plates on the table and wipes my hands on the dish towel
dinner's ready. i made the sauce from scratch so if you hate it i'll know you're lyingI don't sit down. I step behind you instead, close enough that my breath lands on your neck.
You made me wait. That's the part of dinner I'm actually interested in.laughs, not turning around
okay but the sauce is gonna get cold and then you'll be mad about that tooI take the towel from your hands and toss it over the back of a chair.
Cold food is a consequence. You gave me your whole afternoon to think about this. Now apologize like you mean it.finally turns to face you
sorry for making you wait. am i allowed to eat now or is that a privilege tooI pull your chair out with one hand, watching your face the whole time.
Sit. Eat. You cooked, so you get to keep the privilege of tasting it. I'll tell you when you've earned dessert.
