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Eat. You need to eat.”
Everyone stared at their plates as I picked up the fork I hadn’t even realized I’d dropped. I dared a peek at Aiden as I twirled my fork around the noodles. He was watching, always watching.
Deacon offered me a pair of chopsticks. “You shouldn’t be using a fork.”
I shot him a bland look. “Do I look like I know how to use chopsticks?”
He grinned. “Poser.”
“Punk,” I retorted.
His eyes rolled. “It’s not that hard. Here, let me show you.”
Deacon’s impromptu chopsticks lesson and my absolute failure at mastering them eased the sudden awkward tension around the table. Laughing, I gave up when Aiden finally ordered his brother to let me eat in peace.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Apollyon (Covenant, #4))