Kendrick nodded. "Usually when I'm the one cooking, 'cause you know." He then smiled at her cheekily.
Zephany, understanding what he meant, pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Then maybe I should come. I mean… I cook sometimes now too. Might as well learn from the pro."
Kendrick raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "The pro, huh?"
She gave a small, awkward smile. "You did make that stew last time that Pia wouldn't stop talking about."
He chuckled, tossing her a grin. "Alright. Grab your shoes, wife. We're going on a field trip. I mean… grocery shopping."
Zephany's cheeks flushed instantly at the word. She glanced at him, lips parting as if to say something, then quickly looked away. Her heart thudded a little harder.
Two could play that game.
She took a breath, pretending to sound casual, but her voice betrayed her—softer and more uncertain than she meant. "Okay… wait for me, Husband," she said, the word catching slightly in her throat.
