“I've decided,” Bel announced as Emma sat down at her table for dinner. Emma looked at him warily.
“Decided what?” She questioned him hesitantly.
“To get the ball rolling a little on my own.” He grinned mischievously at her.
“Oh lord, why does this sound like trouble?” She groaned, putting down her sandwich. Bel frowned at it.
“You know, you really ought to eat a little better..” He commented, but she waved him off.
“I'm on a budget. When you start contributing to the bills, you can have a say.” She stated, crossing her arms. He smiled slyly and leaned across the table towards her.
“All you have to do is form a Contract with me, and I can help with that financial burden.” He ran a finger under her chin and she swatted it away. He huffed. “You are much more resistant to m
