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"Hi," she mumbled quickly as she walked past him He paused to look over his shoulder and frowned She was short, chubby, pale, and plain, but she ithout a doubt the best tenant he’d ever had Maybe he should ht with a chuckle

He was just about to open his apartht his attention Gru his tenant wouldn’t be ht, and opened the door He nearly sed his tongue when he spotted the fauy’s shirt

"Is this 23 Bedford Street?" the kid asked

Trevor nodded dumbly as his eyes took in the oversized pizza box Black Jack’s was famous for and the s his Bradford senses to do its thing and in seconds knew that he had a "Monster" and a large chicken tenders inches froers twitched with the need to yank the food out of the guy’s hands and make a run for it

"That’ll be 2650 I’ "You’re not a Bradford, are you?" he asked, quickly taking in Trevor’s dark hair, good looks, and large muscular build

"No, no of course I’m not," Trevor said quickly, fully prepared to tackle the bastard if tried to leave with his food Granted, that may have been one of the reasons why he was placed on the banned list at Black Jacks, but they really should have known better than to show up at his door at eleven at night with someone else’s order Besides he’d only scared the hell out of the guy, there was no real hare decided

He wasn’t exactly sure what the rest of the men in his fauess

The estured with his chin towards the mailbox "It says Bradford on the hbor," he said, forcing himself to remain calm as he pulled his wallet out of his pants pocket He pulled out tenties and handed the unsure about the whole thing "Keep the change"

That seemed to make up the man’s mind He handed Trevor the food and a two litter bottle of Coke and sht"

"I will now," Trevor mumbled as his mouth watered He closed the door and turned around only to find his little tenant standing in front of hi at the food in his hands

"Is that my order?" she deany hair behind her ear, narrowing her baby blue eyes on his face

"U that sounded more like a question "This is my order"

"Oh" She frowned "Sorry," sheback to her apartment He wasn’t too surprised that she didn’t bitch about hi her his favorite kind of tenant

He walked into his apart into his food He set the food down on the coffee table and turned on the ga, and headed to the kitchen for a glass and a handful of napkins

Just as he was about to sit down and help hi a pretty good idea who it was, he ignored it and sat down The knocking continued for another minute before it thankfully stopped He picked up a thick slice of that beautiful pizza and al since he’d had a slice of the most perfect pizza ever made

He was just about to take a bite when the slice of pizza was ripped out of his hands It took him a minute to realize what the hell had just happened and by the tierously on his fruhbor as she tossed the slice of pizza back in the box and closed it Then she placed the box of chicken tenders on top and picked them both up and headed for the door only to pause and return for the bottle of soda

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?" he de my order I called Not only did you not order this, but apparently you’re on so for the door

Trevor was up and over the couch in seconds, blocking her way "That’s my food!" he snapped