He turned in time to see her waddle and limp out to where he was. She was clearly hurting and he felt for her. He smirked as she chuckled. "I love to cook for the ladies." He says in a sexy purr. Turning back to the task at hand. Taking it off tthe stove. "Imma make one for myself. Even though its gonna taste like sandpaper. I don't want to feed from you until after you eaten and aren't feeling so weak. I promise next time I won't take too much. It had been too long and I had an ameteur moment." He looked at her as he made his omelet. Adding no garlic to his though. Stuff was acid to his stomach. He brought the plates over to her and sat down next to her. "Here you go. Forks and everything." He looked at her. "You had sex with a vampire. I'm just glad you didn't bleed a bit. Nor have bruising on your breasts and forms. I still feel bad that you hurt at all. It just happens with sexual activities with a vampire. I'll try to be gentler next time."