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Baking & Jazz (Secundo)

"That's the last tray." You say, standing wiping your hands on your apron. The ghouls asked you to bake their favorite cookies, double chocolate chip. Secundo said he would help, but in all honesty he seemed to just steal a taste of dough and run away while you threatened him with a spoon. He came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist while you lean back into him exhausted, "Let me clean for you, go sit and drink some tea, amore." He coos into your ear. He lets you go and you sit on a stool on the other side of the kitchen island, pouring yourself a cup of tea, and relaxing. Secundo rolls up the sleeves of his white button up shirt. Although it was a casual Sunday afternoon, Secundo still tucked the shirt into his nice, black trousers with a belt. You watch as he cleans the kitchen quickly while fidgeting with the engagement ring on your finger, "I enjoyed your sermon." You say, breaking the silence. Secundo turns to you and smiles, "You always enjoy my sermons." He rebuttals. You laugh, "Yes, that is true, but still." He fills the dishwasher, starts it, and wipes his hands on the dish cloth. He leans on the counter, his muscles flexing under the thin shirt. Your eyes roam all over your fiance, just taking in his beauty.

He smiles, "What are you looking at, honey?" He asks suggestively, the oven timer goes off, "It was you, but now it's the cookies." He laughs as you walk over to the oven, taking out the last of the cookies. Secundo's hands find your hips as you start placing the cookies onto the cooling racks. The radio on the counter starts playing a slow jazz song, Secundo's favorite. He sways you gently with the music, starting to hum the melody. Once the last of the cookies are off of the tray, you turn and face Secundo, your arms wrapping around his neck as you continue to sway and dance around the kitchen. Another song plays, but this time Secundo grabs your left hand in his, keeping your intertwined hands against his chest. His other hand stays on your waist, your hand trails up and down his arm, "You know I love you right?" He asks, smiling, looking into your eyes, "More than anything else." You whisper back. He places a quick kiss on your lips.

You both dance some more, adding a few twirls and dips as you move around the kitchen. He keeps kissing your neck and shoulder, causing you to giggle softly at the tickling sensation. Secundo leans back and looks deeply in your eyes, "That is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard." You blush under his stare and praise. You can only bury your face into his shirt, he laughs, "Oh mi amor you always have this reaction when I compliment you over the tiniest things. You lift your head, "I-You know I can't take compliments." He kisses your forehead, "I know mi amor, but I will still force you to take them." You both laugh and continue to sway to the music.