Who: Emma and Jacob, with a cameo from Alfie! What: TIBBITS TAKEOVER SRSLY and some parents getting caught in an act Where: the kitchen When: tonight! Rated: uh. TBD? no sex, but not G.
Emma popped her phone back in her apron pocket and resumed her 'naughty' stirring. It was a difficult task, cooking dinner and being sexy, but someone had to do it. She honestly felt that no one in her family would eat if she didn't provide them with a home cooked meal at least once a day. There was always something hot on the stove at night, and always leftovers in the fridge for lunches and, daresay, breakfast. Quality nutrition was a very important thing to the woman, as was family meals and bonding. The Tibbits were an extremely close family, and it wasn't because they were eating out all the time.
She liked that her family liked her cooking. Tonight's specialty, spaghetti, was one of Alfie's favorites and it wasn't a coincidence that she was making it. She was feeling incredibly guilty about still not mentioning to him the adoption thing. It'd been four days. As far as she was concerned, there was a window of time she could tell him. It was getting smaller and smaller by the minute.
She had a plan though! It was to stuff him with food he loved, take him for ice cream after, and then break the news slowly in the car ride home. It guaranteed privacy, but also restraint (by the seatbelt, no doubt) in case he decided to get angry. In any case, it might not have been the best plan, but it was a plan all the same. The only issue she'd have was executing it, for sure.
Her sauce was just about done when she heard the front door open. She turned the burner to simmer and peeked around the corner. "Hello, dear!" She called. "Look. I haven't moved from this spot. I'm such a good wife."