She made a pan of quick cinnamon rolls from sweet biscuit dough that morning since she only had to cook for two. They were almost ready to take out of the oven when a blast of winter wind blew Lucas in the back door. “Better bundle up good before we go this morning… wow! You look gorgeous, and is that cinnamon rolls? You didn’t have to go to so much trouble,” he said. “It’s no trouble. About last night,” she said. She’d never been one to sit on the fence or worry about something for days. Like an old Angus bull set loose in a fancy China shop, she dealt with problems head-on. He hung his coat and hat on a rack and raised an eyebrow. “What about last night? I thought I was pretty awesome considering that I haven’t had sex in almost a year.” “I don’t want it to make us awkward,” she said. Lucas poured a cup of coffee and sat down at the table with it.
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