Phoenix stabbed another carrot and shoved it into her mouth.
"You're not picturing stabbing me with that fork, are you?" Ashton gulped and asked carefully.
"No. Why would I want to stab you?" Phoenix asked with a creased brow.
"Then what did the vegetables do to you to make you stab them so violently? I feel you were mad at me and wanted to stab me like how you did with those poor carrots and broccoli," Ashton asked.
Phoenix glared sharply at Ashton, "yes, I'm a little mad at you. But I'm picturing gouging other women's eyes with my fork for drooling after my boyfriend's body. They don't even try to hide their sinful gaze on you," Phoenix chewed on the piece of carrot roughly.
Ashton took the fork from Phoenix's hand and carefully placed it on the plate.
He held both of Phoenix's hands and played with it, "forgive me? Please?" He placed kisses on Phoenix's palms.
