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Meg continued, “I had to figure out how to substitute honey for

sugar, but I think I have it It’s an oatmeal cookie It’s better with

chocolate chips, but we don’t have any Try one”

That wasn’t what he wanted to try He wanted to get his mouth on

her breasts and that sweet, soft pussy of hers, but he was playing a

long game Still, he couldn’t disappoint her He took the “cookie” and

prayed it tasted better than the other meals she had attempted to cook

him His bride was beautiful and possessed a sharp mind, but she was

crap when it ca He’d had to choke down dinner all

week and s

to teach her a few tricks to Fae cooking So far, it wasn’t working

Her hand was on her hip, and there was an offended look on her

pretty face “It’s not going to kill you, Ci”

He was pretty sure it wouldn’t He quickly calculated his odds of

surviving Meg’s cookie experi