Strawberry Brownie

Not Quite

(COSMOS POV)
 
       He laid his body on my lap after the movie finished. I could smell his strawberry cologne. I rubbed his back.
       "Can you make me something?"
       "Like what?"
       "Anything."
       "Alright." I let him get off of me and I get up and go to the kitchen. I looked at the time to see it's 11 pm. I grabbed some raw chicken wings out of the freezer. I sat on the counter top as I let hot water run over them to help them thaw. Soon I turned off the water and started making sauce for them. I felt arms wrap around my torso and a chin fall on my shoulder.
      "Is it almost done?"
      "Not yet."
      "I love you so much." His voice was deeper as if he was tired, "thank you for cooking for me, Love."
      "Love?"
      "Yeah, Love." His voice is in a confused tone, "don't people who are dating call each other pet names?"
      "We aren't dating though?"
      "We act like it."
      "Not quite."
      "Ugh."
      I finish making the sauce and dip open the packet of chicken wings. I put them on a pan and put it in the oven. About 45 minutes later they were done. I took them out and started to dip them in the sauce. Sprouts arms still were wrapped around my torso. I could still smell is cologne. Jesus, I love his cologne.
      "Are they done?"
      "Yeah."
      He grabbed one and chewed off the skin. I put the chicken on a plate and put it on the living room coffee table. Sprout lays down on the couch and I lay on top of him. RING RING.
My phone rings loudly. I check it to see Teagan texted me. 'Hello, darling, I need some help with cleaning considering my maid, Tisha, is sick. Would you mind helping?'
      "Sprout, I gotta go."
      "Huh? Why?" He seemed upset.
      "You just stay here I'll be back. I gotta help Teagan."
      "Okay."
      "I'll be back soon I promise." I kiss his forehead and head out of my room to Teagans room leaving Sprout alone.