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"It’s not paranoia if you’re right"

"Let lasses up my nose so I can see hieted oes back to shoveling food into his o on a ive the best compliments, darlin’ Get yourself a plate before I finish all this food"

"I’rowl fills the kitchen

"Be quiet, White Fang You’ll frighten the neighbors"

"Did you eat today?" he delares at ave you thisunder his breath, Cam shoves his chair back fro around for a fewhim the plates are in the cupboard above the coffeeIt’s as if I’ve got a wildebeest roa pasta onto a plate with arlic bread and salad and sets the plate on the table in front of me with a clatter

He points at it "Eat Now"

I smile sweetly at him "I don’t have a fork"

Nostrils flared, he stares down at me "You’re pushin’ your luck, wo fan of eating with er on his face is perversely satisfying He spins away, stalks over to the drawers, and starts to pull the for the utensils I watch hi

"If I’d known it sets you off when people skip er strike the moment I met you"

Cam comes back with a fork in his"It’s not the h "It’s the reason behind it"

Our gazes hold for a ument and take the fork frolares at oes back to shoveling food into his mouth but keeps a wary eye trained onhe’ll try to force-feed roomed for a fatty liver if I don’t keep up a brisk pace, so I’m careful to look busy

"Pushin’ your food around with your fork and takin’ spider bites doesn’t count as eating," Cam says after a minute

"Okay, Dad," I mutter, and take a norue, opening irl and he can stop badgering h, roll , sothrough rigatoni like sorunts in approval

I hate runt

"Speakin’ of your father," he says casually, looking now at his plate, "what’s his deal?"

"My dad? Oh, he’s a photographer I mean he was He’s retired now"

"Yeah? What kind of pictures did he take?"

"He did some work for the raphy Modeling shoots, "

"So he worked with a lot of arlic bread like a farm animal "And actors ‘The beautiful people,’ he called them"