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"Hey, now This A I could have left you to poke at the cucuetable in his direction

He held his hands up in surrender "Sorry Please don’t beatto make the food" Owen stepped closer and Kenny backed further into the counter

"She tookto take hi with a spoon" I rolled my eyes

"Cucumber sandwiches are not real food They’re for old ladies at tea" Owen’s eyes took on a more amused look

"I like them" Kenny ed through so" I looked at the little tub of butter "So, if you don’t use crea to the butter? Or just slap the butter on the cucumbers?"

"For the love of God" Mavis pushed back from the table "Just move I’ll fix the food"

The slender woman slipped between me and the counter She held her hand out for the knife and I quickly placed it in her pal back I bumped into Oho slid his hands aroundthe hallway

"Oh Um, do you need any help, Mavis?" I leaned around Owen and looked at the back of her blonde head

"No thank you" Mavis had already finished slicing the cucu the crusts off the bread "You’re not very good with a knife I’ll be much quicker without you in the way"

I blew the hair out of ue out at her Owen chuckled and his chest vibrated under ers I looked up at him, still unsure if I was pissed at his selfless decision to seduce some faceless rich woman

"While ait for food, we should find you so rimaced at the blood The jeans were scuffed but otherwise serviceable, but the shirt had to go

"I have a bag in the living room You can use one of my shirts" Mavis offered "Just don’t take the cashmere"

"I don’t think your Barbie clothes fit nor, pint-sized assassin!

"That’s what I get for trying to be nice" Mavis huffed "Why do you think I told you not to touchit out"