[Sam260]

After the meat was flipped, and that smaller hand settled on Marshall, he looked down at the angel and smiled softly "I appreciate that, Cael. But I have to be able to do it, on my own. I'll never get back to work if I can't set foot inside the city again..." He smiled at the angel. He cleared his throat and turned to look back at the meat and potatoes cooking, again getting caught up in his own desires and emotions. He wanted so badly to kiss those lips, have them against his own, but he couldn't risk it. Couldn't risk scaring the Angel away forever.

At the question, Marshall nodded his head, thankful for the reprieve "Yeah. I swim quite frequently in the summer months." He looked back at Cael and smiled softly "How are our versions of swimming different? I'm truly curious about this one... Can you show me?" He asked quietly, closing the grill lid so the food could continue to cook.