"Of course I am. That's my job." He nudged her gently in the shoulder. With any other girl it would be a flirtatious gestuer. With Lily, it was just teasing which probably would have earned him a blistering retort a few weeks ago.
"Dinner sounds fantastic," he agreed. "And we are having chicken breasts, and you are going to love them." He made his way towards the kitchen, wondering if he should just bake them in a marinade. He knew more about cooking than he let on. Mostly because he hated doing it. But if it got Lily to eat and not be bitchy, then he'd do it.