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Bullshit It was totally his fault I'd done just fine controlling myself for years Years! Then Tenn barrels into my life and suddenly I couldn't keep my lips to s into my mouth and scowled down at my plate

"I have a proposal for you," he said easily Of course, my mind im kind, the naked kind Mouth curving as he read utter, Scarlett"

This tiht it easily, setting it on the side of his plate "Savannah doesn't allow food fights in the dining room You throw it, you clean it up"

That stateued me "Do I want to kno you know that? Aren't all of you too old for food fights?"

He eyed the biscuit I'd lobbed at his head "Apparently not Anyway, do you want to hear my proposal?"

I gave hi to claw back e professor, for God's sake I didn't throw food at the table I also didn't kissabout the last twenty-four hours ildly out of character Thatcher had a lot to answer for

Get real, my inner voice chided You can bla That kiss, though… That's entirely on you

"I ran this by Griffen last night," Tenn began, "and you can say no, but you don't have much to do until West finds the shooter, so…"

"What is it?"

Tenn pushed aside his plate and picked up his coffee "My fanificant collection of artwork You saw soh the house"

I nodded, not sure where he was going with this Prepared to wait, I slathered butter and honey over a biscuit

"So"

My eyes bugged out of my head Mouth full of biscuit, I chewed furiously