She was a little stunned when he pulled away. That had never happened before. Usually by now a guy had her naked fucking her brains out. There was clearly something different about this one. What exactly that was, she had yet to figure out. Still as he mentioned the dinner, she couldn’t help but narrow her eyes at him. “What do you mean go with it? I normally just eat the one thing, and I consider myself lucky for that. I catch it, cook it, eat it. That’s about it. I don’t get the sides and fancy extras other people get. It doesn’t work that way for me. Now if you got something in mind,” she asked stepping over to check on the bunny, “Then I’m all….ears,” she said holding up the bunny.<br/><br/>“He’s ready though. Don’t feel like you gotta have more with him. If he’s not enough, me and Lucky can go get something else. Isn’t that right Lucky,” she asked looking towards the dog. Kaige could tell something else had happened though. TC seemed a little withdrawn now. He went from having his hands on her breasts and pressing his manhood into her back, to backing away and talking about dinner.<br/><br/>“Okay. Out with it,” she finally said. “Why did you go from wanna be, could be porn star camp counselor guy to Bobby Flay outdoors cooking man? Was it something I said, because I’m gonna tell right now I’m not the brightest bulb, the sharpest knife in the drawer, or the brightest crayon in the box. I miss things. Okay? And I don’t playing the mind reading game. If I did something wrong, you’re gonna have to tell me. I can’t read people’s minds, and I don’t wanna. You read people’s minds, and they let you in. That’s not the bad part. The bad part is if they let you in, then you usually let them in too. Look.” She takes a deep breath. “I’m….sorry if I did something wrong. I’m always fucking up. Trust me. My step-father always makes that clear to me. I’m nothing but a stupid waste of time and a fuck up. So if I did something wrong, you’re gonna have to tell me.” She had been trying to pull the bunny apart with her hands and finally gives up. “Can I use the knife again? I can’t tear this damn bunny apart for us.” Looking over to him, her frustration, her confusion is clear. She’s reaching for a connection, and that is also reflected in her gaze. “Please. Help me. With this.”