“Brick?” she looked up at him with sad eyes. Her lower lip trembled. Damn it. Be strong, man! “What?” God. What was she going to ask him, and would he be able to say yes? More importantly, would he be strong enough to deny her? “Will you please make me some mac and cheese?” His shoulders sagged in relief. “Yeah, baby. I’ll make you some mac and cheese.” She smiled up at him. “You take such good care of me.”
