“No way.” Carter shakes his head. “There ain’t no way.” “Excuse me? I broke a record the second year. Twelve tacos in four minutes and thirty-six seconds, so watch your mouth.” “Care,” Emmett whispers, and the awestruck look on his face is truly flattering. “That’s, like…” “Almost three tacos a minute,” Adam whispers. “Impossible,” Garrett murmurs. “It’s honestly not that hard,” I tell them. “You just have to open your throat and let them slide down.” Emmett whimpers. Garrett and Adam blush. And Carter? Carter’s already loading two plates up, counting out twelve tacos each. “No. Absolutely
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