[ They are definitely too close to each other, but once you've shared your blood and your soul, what else is there besides your husband, really? Hank doesn't mind and Elijah will take what he can get.

I mean, Hank's easy to please. He grabs the bacon and chomps it down in two big bites, licking his lips and fingers for the yummy grease. Hey, being a werewolf means he can eat as unhealthy as he wants! Luckily for Elijah, the smell of the food doesn't do much for him anymore. He's still too full to be hungry, and as good as Hank smells, he knows he's off-limits. So he'll just drink his coffee and sit down at the table to watch them eat. ]

Please tell her this wasn't some ploy of me trying to follow you. Somehow I'm sure that'll be the first thing she assumes.