o_o_sunday Challenge:  Missing Scenes

He was dozing when he sensed her.  Eyes still closed, he asked, “Dawn?”

“She’s fine.”

He sniffed, grimaced.  “What’s with the garlic, Slayer?”

“I put some in my room.  Didn’t want you getting the idea you could drop by whenever you wanted.”

“And yet you coming over here gives me no ideas whatsoever.”

“Shut up.”

“Make me.  Only can we skip the beating?  I’m still a bit bruised from last night.”

She came forward, hesitated.  “The garlic, can you—?”

“I’ll manage.  Come here.”