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"Oh," Elizabeth hums bending down to grab a pan from the bottom cabinet. "Both sound good." Settling it onto the stove, she looked over at him and smiled. "But since I don't have a waffle maker, pancakes with bacon and eggs it shall be." As she began to busy herself with gathering everything she needed, she hummed a song in her head, as she made a show of making sure that she bent down for things so that Kobe's shirt rode up and gave him the view he liked most of her.

Finding some strawberries in the fridge, she gave them a quick wash before turned the stove on and letting the pan begin to warm up so she could start with the bacon. "What are we going to do all day? You have me all to yourself, I promise. No talk of book cataloging or story time choices." As Elizabeth waited for the pan to warm up, she sliced up one of the strawberries before standing in between Kobe's legs with a devious smile and a glint in her eyes. Even after all they had done that morning, there was something that always wanted more. "Want some strawberry?" She asked in a low husky tone as she held the slice in between her teeth and craned her neck up for him to take with his mouth, toes tipping her up slightly to reach his height. While a hand came up and tangled in his still wet curls from their earlier shower.

Swaying with her, Kobe sighed in content, a dreamy smile donned on his features that had everything to do with Liz. To say that he was head over heals in love with her was quite the accurate statement... he loved her with all his heart, and he had no intentions of letting her go anytime soon.

"Right now?" he prompts, though as soon as he hears that she's hungry, he laughs softly, nodding in agreement. He knows when to not push the sexual stuff, so he lets her go into the kitchen, following her like the ever faithful puppy dog he behaved like half the time.

"How about pancakes or waffles?" He prompts at her question. Coming up to the counter, he smiles as he hops up and spins, easily propping himself on the counter proper where his legs dangle freely in the open air. "Or bacon and eggs? Whichever you prefer," he tacks on after a moments thought.