She had hoped to make progress with Kibirev at the very least. This was so much better than progress.
And she was coming closer. Rhona would have cried if she wasn't so worried about having to answer uncomfortable questions. So instead she forced that energy into the embrace and folded Kelly closer as the other woman snuggled in.
"Of course it's okay," Rhona murmured into Kelly's hair. "It's more than okay, Kelly, I'd love that. And we can start getting you more comfortable in the kitchen, how about? Some cooking lessons to blow away this new friend of yours? Can I ask their name?"
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