Lee blushed and tried to eat while grinning at the idea of being his. She knew there was a side of him only she saw, the soft playful side filled with affection and genuine love. She didn’t often admit to being a little touch starved, but Lincoln seemed to know it naturally so she was always glad he was as handsy as he was, even if it might look odd to other people. It was their thing and no one else could touch it.

She nodded enthusiastically when he asked about the food, breaking off a piece of the garlic bread and moaning obscenely. “My god, Linc. You need to bake me bread products forever.” She said, swallowing hard as his foot grazed her calf leaving a line of heat as he went. Goosebumps broke out on her skin and she stretched her leg out over his, rubbing it over his shin.