"Aw," she teased, smirking at him. "He cares enough not to subject me to his infamous cooking. I feel so special." Yes, she was giving him crap, as her knowledge of his cooking was purely based on hearsay, but her eyes said that she really did feel special.
"You know, people are probably going to start talking, if we keep this up," she mused, "If Jax hasn't started rumors already."