"We're cooking?" Delilah asked when he brought her to the kitchen section of the cafe.

"You can just sit and watch me, I'll do it alone" he replied.

"No! I'll cook with you" she quickly said.

"I mean...

"I get that you're trying to be romantic by cooking for your wife on your date, but nah, I know you're a romance freak already so just let me cook with you" she pouted, and he laughed, coming to her.

"Stop acting cute, I might lose control" he said, leaning closer.

"If you lose control, what'd happen?" She asked, leaning closer too.

"You don't wanna know" he replied and kissed her nose...