*Milo*
I lead her over to the table. “I hope you are hungry ... I have a very special dinner planned”.
“Honestly yeah ... but ... uhn ...”. She bites her lip.
I chuckle. “No, I didn’t cook it. I helped choose the menu ... but I let a professional make it”.
‘If you had listened to my suggestions’. My Wolf says with a theatrical sigh.
I try not to make a face. ‘As I remember it, your only suggestions involved bunnies and … the big meaty sausage’.
He lets out a wolfish bark in my head. ‘What else would she need ?’
‘I am not even gonna try and explain that to you’. I huff internally. ‘Just stay out of this’.
“Sorry ... but thank God”. She grins, interrupting my discussion with Remus. “I mean, from what you have told me, you are not known for your skills in a kitchen”.
“Yeah, good thin
