“So are you going to feed me now?” he asked and she turned to glare at him.

“You are not paralyzed neither is there anything wrong with your other hand, use it so you can know its usefulness” she turned back around to pack the golden brown buns she was preparing for them for breakfast.

“Oh come on, you agreed not to be mean to me”

“And we agreed you wouldn’t be a jerk to me”

“How am I being a Jerk?” he asked looking at her backside as she put more bun dough in the hot oil.

‘What a nice view’ he thought to himself and smiled.

“Will I...