#estherclements

"Can I try it yet?" Reggie asks for a second time in ten minutes, patience not a virtue anyone would ever attest to him possessing, especially when Estie was cooking for him. His hand lands on her hip as his circling comes to an end with him looming behind her at the stove, inadvertently playing a game of chicken with himself and a utensil on the counter to not grab it and give himself permission for a taste without waiting for one.