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Bennett was appreciative of all the times that Lucretia and her family had invited him to spend a holiday, or just a random evening with them. The Lewises were like his second family.
Bennett couldn't exactly help the sheepish smile that he always got when Lucretia leaned in to give him that kiss on the cheek. She always had a way of making him blush. Her kisses were sweet and affectionate, and it was definitely a feeling that he held onto. He nodded gently, "we have to have a decent meal sometimes. Tonight seemed like a good night to do it, and if it took trading some valuables to get you something other than another granola bar to eat, then so be it." Because really. Bennett was tired of Pop-Tarts.
His smile softened when she gave his hand the squeeze, "that's not true. You have your gun. And a nice coat, now. You have some nice things-- but i'm glad i'm included in that bunch," he leaned into her, playfully nudging her with his shoulder, "you're the only good thing I have too. That's why you need to eat and stay healthy, and don't worry about where or how I get dinner," he teased.