“I could be a much better distraction at home and we both know that.” Asher responds, hand rubbing her side and then to the small of her back. As he watched her grab things, he couldn’t help but to slip away and get one of the funfetti boxes. “We should at least invest in something I really like.” He held it up, if only to get her approval to be nice.
“Oh don’t worry, I’m not denying that, but I need a distraction at the store right now --- you can distract me at home later.” It’s a silly promise, and it brings a playful smile to her face as she watches him bring back a box of funfetti mix. “Fine, I guess we can get that. But that’s it for baking stuff, okay? No more temptations!:
















