Even a year ago, I would assume that comment to be completely innocuous coming from Jack. Not because I'd have doubted his interest in me, but more because innuendo isn't something that's ever come easy to him. Not outright, at least.
But now, well... now I can see it, and I give him a little smirk in reply along with a little slap to his hip.
Once we're sitting and Jack has spent a good amount of time admiring the presentation as well as the smell of it all, I grin as he takes his fork. My smile falters a little at the way he twinges, at least until he explains the cause.
"Well, I certainly can't blame them for wanting to get you wet and climb all over you," I tell him, slipping in a little innuendo of my own. "Celebrating your birthday sounds like a pretty good excuse for all that. And you loved every minute of it, didn't you, Mr. Zimmermann. Those kids might as well be your own for how much you adore them."
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But now, well... now I can see it, and I give him a little smirk in reply along with a little slap to his hip.
Once we're sitting and Jack has spent a good amount of time admiring the presentation as well as the smell of it all, I grin as he takes his fork. My smile falters a little at the way he twinges, at least until he explains the cause.
"Well, I certainly can't blame them for wanting to get you wet and climb all over you," I tell him, slipping in a little innuendo of my own. "Celebrating your birthday sounds like a pretty good excuse for all that. And you loved every minute of it, didn't you, Mr. Zimmermann. Those kids might as well be your own for how much you adore them."