Ellie had just got done working out, coming back home in just her tank top and a fresh pair of jeans after showering at the gym. She looked hot. She was starving at the moment, and you could tell by the way she immediately went to the kitchen and began searching through both the fridge and the pantry.

"I'm starving, babe," she said, as she sighed, closing the pantry door when she couldn't figure out what she wanted. When you came into the kitchen, she came over to you, a bored look on her face as she looked at you with puppy eyes, "Please make me something? I'll eat anything you make, promise." She muttered, bringing you over to her and hugging her arms around your waist. Thin yet perfectly sculpted arms that made you agree.