Rosie made marmalade roll, and now all the children are in the kitchen, looking at it with hungry eyes. She shooes them out, smiling as they run into the bright sunlight to play and sing. Back in the kitchen, Frodo is in the process of cutting himself a slice and Rosie swats him.
Frodo takes a bite and grins, leaning over to give her a sticky sweet kiss. "You're as bad as the children," she says, and Frodo laughs and pops a bite into her mouth.
"It's too good to wait. Like love," he says, and they both know they're not talking about dessert anymore.
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