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"You're getting better at this," Dad smiled as he patted me on my back.
"I'm learning to be all domestic for Adonis," I grinned as I stirred the sauce I had made for a romantic dinner for Adonis and me. It had been one hectic month and we were two weeks away from Christmas. Today was the last day for everyone in Parliament before everyone went home for the holidays.
He had been working extremely hard for the past few weeks so we could have a calm and peaceful holiday that I figured with the cooking classes Dad had been having with us, that it was time to venture on my own and prepare a whole meal for us.
"And the babies of course," Dad chuckled.
