Contagion (Gennekt, #2)

by Amanda Milo

I share, “If we’re lost out here for much longer, and our situation becomes the direst of circumstances, you have my permission to eat me after I perish.” “Shut up, Simmi,” Aurora says on a laugh. “But only after I perish,” I stress.

“Well,” I prompt her when she doesn’t say anything more. “Now that you have my permission, would you eat me?” She looks at me sharply. “If I were perished,” I rush to clarify—and she huffs a tiny laugh. “And please remember we’re speaking purely theoretically.” “Would I eat you purely theoretically,” she mouths, before she makes a “Hnh!” noise that sounds like a close relative to the beginning of another chuckle.