Luke ordered dessert and waited to see if she would order something else. Stakeouts were boring for him, oh God were they boring. He had grown to hate solitarie because he always lost on stakeouts.
As much as Luke knew that Jess was independent and that she'd worked hard to be self sufficient, he remembered how powerless he felt when she was suffering.
"That doesn't sound like something I'd do. Aw hell who am I kidding yeah it does. But I could cook and clean. The apron is debatable though." He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows.