Round Two: Seven Deadly Sins
Until January 13th
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They sat in his too expensive kitchen, and she waited for him to finish an impromptu version of chicken alfredo that had sauce from the jar. When she walked into his home that night, the first thing he told her was that she needed some food. Erin snarled and grumbled but didn’t stop him as he set the water boiling.
“You do this for all the girls, Dave,” she tells him with a bit of a slur in her voice.
“No, Erin. For the girls, I use the freshest ingredients and let them help along,” he replies as he struggles a little with the top of the sauce jar.
“Am I not important enough for the premiere treatment?”
“We both know that wore off long ago.” The jar opens and he dumps the contents into a sauce pan.
“Yeah because I really don’t like cooking with you.” Her stomach churned when he took the plastic off of the chicken and put it into a frying pan.
“Why not?” He was moving fast, cooking at a high heat to finish quicker than usual.
“You only prepared things that took a long time to cook,” she says, watching the white sauce boil and deciding if she was going to be able to keep it down.
“That is not true,” he replies back with a knowing smile. He hands her a few slices of French bread and a glass of seltzer water.
“It is true,” she says in a loud voice. “You made these extravagant dishes that have to go in the oven for at least an hour. And then you would say ‘So… what shall we do while we wait’. It’s terrible.”
“It works with the ladies,” he says. “It worked on you.”
“The first two times, yes! But it gets boring, like this bread.” She was halfway through, but he didn’t get her more.
“Well it rarely gets past two times, especially with the job.” He sounded a little hurt but she knew that he wasn’t looking for anything serious.
They sat in silence while Erin got up to get more bread and Dave finished cooking. Neither said a word until Erin realized he only made a single serving.
“I thought you were cooking for me,” she says with a mouth full of bread. “The way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach. You know that.”
“Erin,” he says in a quietly serious voice, “there is no way you will be able to keep this down.”
She frowns at him and hopes he doesn’t start preaching to her too.
“Besides,” he continues with a genuine smile, “I’ve taken that road to your heart and learned it is not the right way.”
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