"I love you." He murmured gently, letting his forehead rest against hers a moment. Squeezing her hand gently, he followed her into the other room happily, looking delighted at the change of her cooking for a night. Not that he minded spoiling her with his own recipes and the like.
Letting out a low whistle at her words. "Impressive. I should let you cook dinner more often." He murmured, pressing a kiss against the top of her head before darting forward to grab a fork, and taking a bite.