Chapter 83

Shawn's throat moved as he swallowed, still clutching utensils. "Let go." "No," Kathleen replied defiantly, raising an eyebrow. Shawn's eyes narrowed. "The pot is about to burn." Kathleen reached over and turned off the stove. Shawn rarely looked so frustrated. "What do you want?" he asked. "I want chicken noodle soup," Kathleen replied. Shawn frowned. "Or... I could just eat you," she teased. Shawn pressed his lips together. "Do you realize how cheesy that sounds?" Kathleen didn't care. It was amusing to her. She bit her lip and grinned. "How about a kiss?" Shawn looked at Kathleen with disdain. "You've got some sleep crust in your eye." Kathleen immediately let go of him and reached up to wipe it away. Seizing the moment, Shawn poured soup into a bowl and added noodles. The aroma was rich and inviting. "Go freshen up," Shawn said, frowning as he noticed her still fussing with her eye. "Take care of your appearance." Kathleen pressed her lips together. "Not th