The second they turned down the aisle, Zane smiled. As he continued to walk beside his wife, he scanned the shelf for what he was looking for.
There.
Grabbing the package, he nonchalantly placed it into the cart that V was pushing, continuing to walk slowly.
“Why’d you put that in there?” V questioned, stopping abruptly to look at him.
“Why not?” Zane responded, glancing down into the cart at the Oreos he’d just tossed in.
“I thought you were trying to eat healthy?”
Zane peered up at his wife, then back down the cart. “Those are healthy.”
“In what universe?” she questioned with a smirk.
He loved when she smiled. That was part of the reason he’d tossed the cookies into the cart, simply to make her smile.
“You like Oreos, right?” he asked, feigning ignorance. Oreos were V’s favorite.
“You know I do,” she said.
“Then if you eat them, that’s healthy for me.”
“Zane Walker, that’s now how this is supposed to work.”
Moving up behind her, Zane wrapped his arms around her and kissed the side of her neck. “Really? It’s worked up to this point.”
Smiling, Zane placed his hands on the handle and began moving forward, keeping V trapped between his body and the cart. As they passed the section of chocolate chip cookies, he grabbed a package and tossed them in the cart as well.
“Hey!” she replied with a chuckle.
Pressing his lips to her ear, he lowered his voice. “Those are for when you’re really good.”
“And what do you consider ‘good’?” V questioned.
“Wait till we get home and I’ll show you.”