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It just so happens I don’t feed bullies—they’re already full of shit. Now kindly fuck off.”
You’re a shiny apple, and do you know what people do to shiny apples?” His nose glided down mine, and I could almost feel them. His pouty, perfect lips. “What?” I croaked. “You eat them.” We were chest to chest. Heartbeat to heartbeat. “To the core.”
“Chef is an acquired taste.” “Uh-huh,” Cal muttered, scorching my face with a blazing scowl. “Tastes like ass to me.”
“Your broken is still the most whole thing I’ve seen.”
Eyes on me now. I want you to see the filthy things I do to you.”
