“You’re a guest, Cassie,” Erin said. “And I’m a good hostess. And you probably eat horribly at college.” Cassie smirked and responded without thinking. “I’ve been told I’m very good at eating, actually.” Jesus, why was she so bad at this? She got up to put her mug in the sink so she didn’t have to look at Erin. “I’ll believe it when I see it.” Cassie pressed her lips together. Erin must’ve missed her double entendre, probably because she wasn’t expecting a cunnilingus joke before 9 a.m. But when Cassie looked at Erin again, she swore her eyes were sparkling. If Erin hadn’t made it really clear
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