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Lilith "What do you want to eat darling?" He asked sitting me down on the countertop as he prepared to cook us dinner. I had told him about my non existent cooking skills earlier and that not to expect any help from me. He only laughed and asked for motivation by sitting here, i was happy to oblige.  "How about chicken? Anything with chicken!" I exclaimed. He nodded thoughtfully. "I take it you like chicken then?" "I love chicken." Placing my hands on the counter I started swinging my legs to and fro. I was bored and he wasn't talking to me. I saw him bring out necessary ingredients and pasta noodles. "I hope your okay with chicken Alfredo?" He asked, his back was still turned to me, but i was not complaining because i get to see his very muscular back flex with every movement h

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