“That’s not hot sauce, is it?” “Nope.” He tossed the reject into his mouth and crunched down. “You don’t know what you’re missing.” “You don’t know what you’re eating.” “Mmm.” He ate another one. “Zesty with a hint of what the hell did I just put in my mouth.” “I worry about you.” I inched farther away from him. “You’ll try anything once.”
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