" I love you too,Ada. I love you as a husband should love his wife. With all of his heart." He looks at their reflection and nods towards it. " those two look pretty damn perfect for each other to me." He says confidently. In th back of his mind he wonders if Ada will ever trust him. He'll just have to prove that she can.

When she finishes with her hair,erich briefly considers rubbing his hand all over her head and messing it back up. But the very real possibility of being sodomized with hair brush stops him. " you Will see,Ada. No suzie,serenity,Nichole,Erica,Bianca,edilih,Katie,Sophia,and what ever other female big brother starlet they can put on there will catch my eye. "

Erich cracks up at Ada's false bitterness. " good god no! I remember what she looked like before. It's like those people who put Porsche bodies on vw beetles.." Erich says making a yuck face.

erich nods." true,but one is far better crafted and can cause mine and many a man's heart to skip...i'll let you guess which marque you are ." erich says with a wink. erich follows ada into the kitchen and looks around at their sundries. "you want me to cook for you,my dear?" erich asks,always up for doing something for his wife.

erich nods enthusiastically and pulls out one of the barstools for ada. "sit sit." he says,patting the seat. "so what is my little potato in the mood for?" he asks,propping his head on his hands.

erich grins at ada when she does the same as him. every time erich thinks he cant love her more,she proves him wrong." um,yes actually!" erich says proudly,his smile fades slightly. "but everything decent is frozen. i can make you a calzone though." he says brightly.

erich kisses her back. he lives a pretty wild life...ok,a really wild life,but these moments with ada...they are what he lives for now."you are so welcome,ada. i've worked in nearly every pizzeria in dade and broward county." erich tells ada as he gets out the dough and flours the counter. " its pretty much the only normal job a degenerate like me can get." he smirks as he kneads the dough out for them.

"impossible" he says,not looking up from his task.he dutifully gets the cheese (both mozzarella and ricotta a),pepperoni and sausage from the fridge and starts assembling the calzone. he touches her nose with flour and kisses her cheek. he loves cooking for and taking care of ada.he smiles at her expression,and blushes a little. "sorry we'll have to use jarred sauce.but i promise it is good. store brand doesnt cut it when it comes to marinara sauce."

he wipes the flour from her nose,knowing they both would forget it is was there later. "i hope you like it,i know new york is famous for its pizza and all that....but this is made in dade!" he laughs as he puts the calzone in the oven and starts heating the sauce. " i also bought some wine,a nice pino noir....i had to look it up,i am not that posh as to know about wine." he chuckles. no matter how much money he has,he is still ghetto as fuck.

"you are so welcome,ada potato." he says,leaning across the counter from her. " wine? " he offers,already getting out two glasses.he loves seeing her smile. she is the sort that just smiles with her entire body." you are perfect too,you know."he tells her as her unceremoniously pops the cork out.