CHARLOTTE'S P.O.V

Logan and I decided to make dinner together. It's been a while since I baked anything and I was itching to get into the kitchen.

It was extremely fun, especially because he kept sticking his finger into the batter for the brownies and he would always pull away before I can whack him with the spatula.

When we were done, we went to our room and he sat up against the headboard while I leaned against his chest as he fed me brownies.

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