"More like he begged me to let him investigate what 'culinary delicacies' he might be able to find." Sabine smiled at Sal and he brushed a kiss against her cheek, the cold spot from his touch tingling in the wake of his passage. "He gets bored since there's not much else he can do, and he's a love. He likes to help." Sabine could both see and feel the warmth of his blush. She imagined Molly might sense his pleasure as well; she wasn't sure, entirely.