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He was staring at the plate and before he had to ask, I answered

“Cheetos, they’re kind of, cheese flavored snacks”

He took the plate and can and his eyes canize is the bread The rest is clearly not natural”

He was right about that

“We’ll go to a grocery store to processed food because the selection isn’t all that hot at the corner store”

“You went to the ain “Cora, I told you to rest”

“I know you did Tor!” I snapped impatiently “But I couldn’t My house was a ure out what Cora had done with two months of my life I couldn’t lie in bed and rest I tried My s sorted so I sorted the So noill you do rinned

Then he noted, “My wife likes order”

“I’rin turned to a smile as he turned to the door and

Bloody hell

Then I followed hi roo?” I asked, he stopped and turned toto eat,” he answered

“I don’t eat at the table,” I informed hiiving, Christmas, a birthday or they’re weird”

He looked at the table in a way that nonverbally said he felt it was strange I owned a set of furniture that I would use only three days of the year (this, a look fro rooms) then he looked at me “Where do you eat?”

“On the sofa in front of the TV,” I replied, walked to the sofa and, no other way to put it, collapsed mainly because I needed to I was exhausted and ain

He followed, sat next to me, looked about him and then lifted his bare feet up to the coffee table and put his plate on his lap I took the can fro up at the hiss then his lips twitched He took it back, sipped at it, sed, shook his head, set it onfor a response

After three Cheetos and his second bite of sandwich, when I got no response, I prona and cheese sandwich and stated, “It’s not bad”

I felt ood,” he went on and for so I noticed Tor was not eating He atching me with a look so tender it was a shock when I felt it slice clean through me The pain was so perfect, it felt exquisite, better by far than any orgasood) so I bitout of my soul when Tor murmured, “Only you”

It took a lot but I forcedaround the room