Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood” was blasting through the speaker, much to Teddy’s annoyance. He made the mistake of stating he listened to nothing but classical music, so I was trying to liven up his house with jazz. After all, they were very similar, so surely that would not upset his nerves. The long frown on his face informed me that I was wrong, but I danced to the music next to him anyways.

“Come on,” I taunted with an urgent wave of my hand for him to come over. “Dance with me.”

“Sela, I am cooking,” he sighed out with distress. His statement was true, for he was in fact busily working over the stove-top to prepare our dinner.

I childishly lifted up his dish towel and smacked him lightly in the arm. “Dance with me.”

“Afterwards.”

“Promise?”

Teddy grabbed a hold of the towel to tug me towards him. “Promise.” He pecked his lips over mine with a sudden urgency. “Now, have a seat.”

“It’s not ready yet,” I complained. “Why must I sit?”

“The answer is simple,” he reasoned with a raise of his hands. “You are a distraction.”

“A good one though?”

I have my normal

kiss him on the side of his neck. “Yes,

I wanted was to be incredibly affectionate and near him all the time.

droning of a nonsensical commercial. I paused in front of the staircase, and found myself humming with tighter lips. There was an

some time ago. “Teddy,” I called out. He was too focused on stirring around the mashed potatoes to pay attention to me. I tapped him lightly on his upper arm, which was enough for

spread across his face and he leaned forward to peck a kiss over my brow. “Yes, my

the silver pot, mixing in the butter and herbs that he had just added to give the mashed potatoes more flavour. I leaned against the side of the countertop and looked down at Luna for

know I live alone,”

“Always?”

“Yes, of course.”

froze for a moment, and then he darted his eyes in

“No, I live alone.”

Luna down on the ground. Her white fur was brushed off the front of my dress and then I moved over to the kitchen

side of the pot. “What

Monday, I thought I

“But that’s impossible.”

blinked nervously in front of him. “No one lives upstairs

up from the pot with a sharp movement of his wrist. “You must have

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