Between Decisions (The City Between, #8)

by W.R. Gingell

“Rubbish,” I said. “You like giving warnings for the sheer delight of watching people take ’em the wrong way and do exactly what you wanted ’em to do in the first place.”

“Humans are never valueless,” he said. “But that’s something you’ve yet to learn, I suspect. Good day.”

JinYeong hissed with laughter and snaked out a hand to steal a round of pineapple. I let him: if you haven’t seen a vampire gleefully chowing down on a round of pineapple with both canines like an oversized fruit bat, don’t judge me.

“You can’t stop me. I’m allowed to throw up where I want to in my own house.” JinYeong sighed. “You are making a ridiculous argument where there is no need.” “Yeah, and I’m allowed to do that in my own house, too.”