“Braised Rabbit Pie. I thought I’d pull out an old family
recipe and give it a whirl.”
“Oh yum! I can’t wait. Slow torture as I smell it cooking
all day. I’m sure it’ll be well worth it though. Have I told you that you are
an exceptional chef?”
“Someone’s in a good mood this morning. Might I know the
reason?”
“Do I really need a reason to be so cheerful around the most
incredible man I’ve ever known?” she asked, leaning up on her tiptoes to steal
a quick kiss.
“No. Never. Please, go on.” Victoria laughed hearing him fish for compliments and slid herself in front of him as he pushed the cutting board to the side.