"I love you," he told her, smiling and adding a soft, "you're welcome." He grinned as he watched her pull a fingerful of icing into her mouth, nodding at her question.
"I did. All by myself.. How'd I do?" His eyes were sparkling and he might have been teasing a little. He knew the cupcakes were good. He'd grown up helping his Mama cook and he knew what he was doing in the kitchen. But he still liked hearing her say it, anyway.