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“Putting them in the salad” I chose a few and turned to Blake, who lifted the basket out of my reach

“No way, José Mushroo in a salad Or anywhere”

“But they’re delicious And if you slice them thinly, they add a nice flavor”

“No, they’re terrible”

I bit the inside oftoo quickly He was unintentionally char about an extraordinarily hot hunk ofa toddler on her hip and a couple of attractive college-aged wo a basket with apples

“I’ll only add a few If you hate them, we can set them aside to sauté with cilantro and—”

“Oh, now you’ve gone too far Cilantro is evil”

I threw hed “Evil?”

“Awful Criminal It should never have been invented Don’t even think about putting that in my basket”

“It’sfrom ear to ear when he sidled closer

“Possession is nine-tenths of the law I’ the basket, it’s mine”

My shoulder brushed his biceps, renewing the butterfly brigade in my stomach

“I’ll carry it” I barely recognized my breathy tone I sounded so…infatuated Which was completely accurate

Ifat crush on Blake Johnston Who could blaood-looking, but he was on ahonest and open and—

“Hey!” Holden waved his ar the billowy sleeves of his medieval-esque cloak to fall to his elbows

Oh Farts on a fudgsicle

What were the chances of running into one of ood With any luck, Holden wouldn’t reht his name was Jake But I wouldn’t holdmemory

“Still won’t work,” Blake said, holding on to my wrist “I have a strict ‘no cilantro’ rule It’s not allowed in uy?”