"Please, you've cooked for me before. I'm sure you would have made me something delicious, but there's nothing wrong with ordering in." It really didn't make a difference to Chloe either way. He had made the effort to do something and they were spending time together. That was what mattered.
She slipped her arm around his waist and leaned in against him, her hand rubbing up and down over his back. "So, are you going to feed me now, or do I have to beg?" She teased playfully, bumping her hip against his.