Re: Sunday Dinner
Peggy willed her cheeks not to burn pink but ran her hand down his arm anyway, taking the sweet platter from him. Her cheeks lost the will not to blush when he called her beautiful and she wondered how on earth this man had such an affect on her self esteem. "Thank you," she cleared her throat and looked up at him, "You look very handsome, James... you clean up just as nicely as Steve and Howard." Her hand dropped from his arm and she tucked her hair back. "They're in the kitchen eating, as always," she chuckled.