“Did you know that after so much coffee your teeth feel like they have little fuzzy socks on them?” Jared looked at Logan like he was high. “What,” Logan smiled questioningly. Logan thought he had made a very interesting observation. Who was Jared to question it? And why was he giving Logan such an odd look?
Jared turned in his seat at the dinning table. He nodded, his brow scrunched in that cute “I’m confused as all Hell, but just go with it way.” He turned back to Logan, thumbing his own cup of coffee before taking another swallow. He stood up and patted Logan on the shoulder affectionately before he went to the sink to wash his cup out. “What are you doing today again, sweetie?”
“Well I thought I’d get started on that gnome thing that’s been bothering the Pierson's lately. The gnomes have been stealing cooking utensils from they’re drawers and now it’s become a real problem.” Logan frowned as licked at his teeth.
Jared stooped a bit to give Logan a kiss on the nose and grabbed Logan's cup of coffee on the way back up. He headed for the living room. “No more coffee for you.”