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And Jesus wept

My eyes landed on the Cupid’s bow of his fullat hiue came out to wet his bottom lip, my fork fell from my hand and ontoat me

“What do you think about that, Nastasia?” Vik asked, blinking slowly, knowing full well I hadn’t been listening

Uh…

“What?” was my very smart, very croaky response

“About what Sasha said,” he prolass

My eyes narrowed slightly “I think it’s great”

“You could at least pretend to listen” Vik’s shty you are”

Flighty?

My stomach clenched painfully

This bitch

Well, I guess ere doing this “Are you sure you understood as said?” My blood went fro words I know that confuses you sometimes”

“Guys,” Mina pleaded but was quickly cut off

Cora sighed at the same time “Can we not?”

“Are you getting what you need frolass and sipped from it “Maybe there’s another conversation out there that you’d be gettingwith me, you like to run into a little French conversation”

Anika gasped lightly

Holy shit He went there

I was officially pissed and leaned in slightly “What is that supposed to mean?”

“You’re a sure it out”

Standing up so roughly that ritted teeth, “Kitchen Now”

The footfalls behind , and when I stalked into the next room and opened the door to the walk-in pantry, I all but shoved him in there and shut the door behind us

“I can’t believe you,” I whisper-hissed, and when I spun around to face hioddamn problem?”

Vik crossed his ar bored