“I know it sounds very wolf like, but I do like steak the most.” She couldn’t help but laugh at his answer. “However, you don’t have to make something like that.”
Raising her eyebrow up to him some she wondered. ‘Is it because you don’t believe that we can make a good steak?”
“Well, I can’t say for sure, but I do like mine a specific way which can be difficult to accomplish. I don’t know if your magic of cooking is that good.” The way he said it with his grin she saw the wicked teasing he was giving her which endeared him to her a little more.
“I’ll take you up on a bet. I bet I can make a better steak than you ever had before.”
“I’ll go along with this, but if it honestly isn’t then you have to go to the
