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my kitchen doors that night, I certainly didn

the apron off, my feral senses betraying me. His shoulder and chest wounds were almost completely go

nerations. I missed the days when she would read through it, careful

was good. And not just good. The kind that had me

ayed my emotion by moaning into the goodness. I attempted to stifle

bed the plate an

deep voice sounded from behind

It's good." There was a g

u to be impressed, and being just good isn't enough." He made a show of

ive outside you know. Not to mention you used my ingredi

ractically feel him smirking. My ears went red almost immediately. Something about that v

him know it was amazing either. H

is never good for you." He leaned back, a

wed my eyes at him. He exhaled,

ic. And you don't like basic. Why else did you change everything?" He smirked. Damnnit. He was technically ri

ou're not throwing this out. It's better than good. Okay?" I swinged the fork

her plate and dished himself a good portion. We ate in sil

, and I turned sharply. "Made a hab

f I'm walking perfectly

ally enjoyed it." I found myself saying

t get penalized for using you

his hands in surrender.

lenient because you actually pulled it off. My mom

ed me, and I looked at him. There was this weird emotion

hose pale green eyes seemed hollow at times, then full of life. Sometimes they looked like they had given up, or they had seen too much

out of the kitchen, leaving me t

yone since then. There were rumors that the accident wasn't real, but a darker for

farmhouse, the only thi

d jobs on the streets of Hulvey, whic

myself in school, and keep a sustainable job. I w

inst my own wishes. I was obsessed, and strangely wanted that validation from him. The

been a month since I left Hulvey, and I didn't w

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asking him anything about himself earlier because of his wounds, but he seemed okay now. Sooner or later I'd have to ask him, and I might as well do it now that I had the courage. I sauntered into his room, which was originally my guest room. I softly opened the door, in case he

me why." He said, not taking his eyes off

p. He still didn't have a shirt on, and it was getting difficult not to look at him. His muscles

op and biker shorts on, which barely covered any skin. The nights were hot

yes back up to mine. Those eyes...there were a lot of t

" I pointed out, m

ere you doing?" His e

.observin

rolled his eyes, sarcasti

ing at me, and I was so self conscious at this point. Everything in

and I felt myself relax. There was a scent in his room, smelled like cinnamon and mint, with a

t yourself. Just your first name. I think I need a little more information if I'm gonna keep y

you want to know?" H

tried....going back?" The last question wasn't meant to come, but I'd

he st