“Roosevelt, as much as I hate to admit it, had your best interests at heart.” Lee said, rolling her eyes good naturedly as he got up and cleared away their plates. “But I’m sure I can show you some moves. I can still do a cartwheel I think. And a handstand. I might be able to get into a split if I stretch really well.”

Lee tried to ignore the flush of heat that went through her at those words and smiled instead. “You get to let me clean my teeth first. Then you can take me to bed.”