“I’ve never had oysters before.” In a night full of firsts, Bastian’s jaw falling open is maybe the most unexpected of them. He looks utterly dumbstruck. As if I just confessed some unspeakable sin. Murder. Arson. Never tasting oysters. All basically equivalent and equally heinous, in the eyes of God and the law, right? Well, in the eyes of Bastian Hale, they are. “Unacceptable. We’re going.” “You don’t have to—” “Eliana.” The way he says my name stops me cold. Not Ms. Hunter, not Hunter. Eliana. “It wasn’t a question.” And just like that, I’m following him again.”
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Nicole Fox,
Taste of the Dark