ThugWorkout wrote:
Henry out his arm around Robbie, his hand on the top of Charlie's head, he gently scratched it in a loving way, twirling some of her hair around his fingers, he watched as Robbie ate the sweet and laughed. "I would say I told you so but you didn't even give me the chance." He kept his voice low, looking a Charlie before back at him. "because there's a rumour going round, little man, that you had her sleeping on your bedroom floor last night, and she just didn't get a very good sleep that's all."
Mila stood back and let him do most of the work, if she had taken charge there was a big chance she'd have burned the butter before even trying to do anything else. She watched him do it and her mouth was in a little 'o' shape. "Wow, you don't even use the ready made boxes either, you make it all for, scratch. Get you, mr chef." She teased, adding the pasta into the sauce he watched as he stirred it all together and she couldn't help dip her finger in and lick it.