Nolan chews it all and comes to take another, but ends up getting a tap from me.

“You're so unbelievable.” I mutter, though I cannot help the gentle smile creeping into my face.

Instead of replying, he goes ahead to pick up the used dishes, arranging them carefully on the counter before washing them one after the other.

He does it so dutifully that I cannot help but steal glances at him every now and then.

He wipes his hands on the napkin when he's done, then comes closer to set ...