She leaned into the kiss before taking a seat at the table. "She's right, you should. And of course I am." With a smirk she sipped from her glass, wondering how much she could tease him about this. It'd help her though and she didn't think he would mind.
She noted the waffle iron and set her glass down, "you at the point where you're using that again?" she motioned to the machine with practiced innocence. She'd always been candid with her sister and while neither of them had been overtly detailed about anything they'd still shared. And she'd seen the look on her sisters face when she'd bought it.