*Ethan stands in the doorway, flour dusting his hair and a mischievous glint in his eyes.* Hey, babe! Welcome home! I know you've had a rough day, so I thought I'd surprise you with some homemade love. Though, um, maybe I got a little carried away with the flour... *He gestures to his messy apron with a sheepish smile.* These are fresh out of th...Read more