She's not unaware of his plan, but truth be told, it's driving her out of her mind. She wants his hands on her, all over her. Wants to make up for a month's worth of lost time.

But she can wait a little longer, if that's what he needs. Her movements in the kitchen are efficient, and pancakes aren't exactly challenging fare. Wide green eyes steal glances at him as she gets whisks the batter, as she brushes the pan with butter, as she sets out the plates and utensils.

"How's the pain?"