"Oh, god, I'm turnipy today," Pepper sighed. "It's been way too long since we spinached."
"Come here, pumpkin," Sorrel told her. "Are you thinking you'd like some good old-fashioned yamming?"
"God, yes." Pepper settled into his arms. "It's been a week, and I've been dreaming about your zucchini."
"Glad to hear it, because the past few days, all I've been able to think about is your sweet little potato," Sorrel said. He hugged her. "Come on, baby, let's go upstairs so we can cabbage."Continue»