“She will. I won’t help you either. I know what she can be like.” He laughs as Christian’s face drops more, his hand going to his brow dramatically.

“Look, if you wanted the same as me, then you should have ordered the same as me. No one touches my food, not even him.” I thumb Arrick’s way, which is only met with a smug smile from him as I am clearly pointing out that he’s special to me.

Stop grinning, asshole. We all know it.

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