And that was why they worked so well together.  He knew how to push her buttons.  All of them.  She didn't so much hear his laugh as feel it reverberate in her own chest, it was that feeling she was lost in as he maneuvered himself between her body and the counter.  She answered the kiss with a fire only he could ignite  and neither of them cared to control.  By the end of the kiss her lungs burned but it was eclipsed by the ache in her groin.<br/><br/>It took her a moment to answer the question he asked, "It's a rather simple meal really.  I'll get fancy tomorrow, but no maid outfit this time, sorry *<em>Aingeal</em>"  She explained the meal they were in the midst of preparing, loudly enough Jay could hear also.  As she finished explaining the meal and before Mat could let go of her she leaned up and whispered in his ear, her voice quiet enough that only he would hear.<br/><br/>"You'll like what I have in mind for later a lot better."  She slowly let herself back down from standing on her toes so that her body slid against his.  Hannah gave him smile and pressed against his chest with her left hand while her right found a wooden spoon to brandish at him.  "Now, outta my kitchen!"  She gave his ass a swat, not with enough force to hurt however, with the spoon as he walked away.<br/><br/>Last touches went on the food and Hannah pulled out a bottle of white wine she'd been sure to chill in the ice chest on the way up.  After a search through a few drawers she found a corkscrew and opened the bottle.  A few more cabinets and she found glasses.  She poured out one for herself and one for Cara.  "I don't know what you're preferences are for wine these days, but I like this one.  It's light, crisp without being overly sweet.  Cheers." She passed off the glass and leaned her hip against the counter to enjoy the first sip of her own.<br/><br/>*aingeal-angel in Irish Gaelic. It's a term of endearment her grandfather had used for her grandmother when Hannah was a child.  She asked what it meant and years later when she learned Mathyas' last name, now her own last name, also translated as Angel she couldn't resist the term of endearment.