"What do you want to get?" she asked, prepared to order for him, because his frozen fingers weren't going to be up to doing it. Maybe a family box from McDs or something. Plenty left over.
She glanced sideways at him, under her lashes, because she had put all thought of sex and men on the back burner for the last few weeks, and now his low voice saying he was glad she was there was reminding her of it.