“What the hell is that?” “The cooktop. It’s state-of-the-art induction technology.” I stare at the cooktop in confusion. It’s devoid of dials, switches, or any visible form of operation. “How do you turn it on? Verbal command?” “Human sacrifice. If you could just step a little closer…” His smile is irritatingly appealing. Even my vagina thinks so. She’s suddenly generating more heat than Ronan’s modern stovetop ever could. “Have you ever actually cooked on that?” “No. It’s just for looks.” “Ah. Like your entire existence.” “Do you want to see the refrigerator?” “I can barely contain my
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