"No wine?" Phillip asked, a somewhat surprised look on his face. She normally liked wine and a nice dinners....so what was the deal with bottled water now? Was she just wanting to grab something quick so that she could escape with minimal effort? Well he wasn't going to let her.
"But it's your favorite." He said coaxingly. "There's more in the kitchen too, with a real supper from Camille's. Sit down, take off your shoes...stay a while." Phillip was fairly certain that no matter what they did, she would end up staying anyway, so she might as well plan on it now so that they could spend the evening together and enjoy it instead of arguing back and forth. After all, she was here now, their fighting phase was over.