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‘This looks cracking,’ he said before tucking in without waiting.
‘I’ve been teaching Cameron.’ Grace looked thrilled with herself. ‘I found the recipe on Tiktok.’
‘Good work. Who knew the stone man could whip it up? Might have to come round more often.’
‘Hilarious,’ Cameron said, looking every bit thrilled at the compliment.
Everyone ate as I picked at my salad. Tommy’s jabs about my weight still playing on my mind. I’d been trying to avoid carbs. It’s the way the celebs do it, so I could do it, too. The smell was driving me insane, and I looked at Mac tucking in with a hint of green envy.
‘Not hungry?’ Maeve asked as I speared a tomato.
‘Oh, I had a little something earlier, sorry.’
I felt my cheeks heat as everyone looked at my mostly empty plate. Mac reached out to the bowl of pasta and filled the spoon with a heaving scoop of it before plopping it onto my plate.
‘What are you doing?’ I said, narrowly missing being hit by an errant piece of pasta
‘You need to try it. It’s good.’
I stared at my brother-in-law, the man who’d barely spoken to me in years. The man who avoided me at all costs. He ignored me and went back to eating while I looked around the table with a what the hell? expression.
CHAPTER TWELVE
MAC
It took everything in my power to continue to not stare at Katie as I joined them. I was so used to hiding in the shadows and drinking her in that trying to act like a normal human being around her was almost impossible.
I shouldn’t have come. I didn’t usually, but I couldn’t stay away after knowing Katie would be at lunch. After being surrounded by her taste, her smell, her body, I had to see her. The coconut scent of her body wash filled my nostrils and made me think about her in the shower, about spreading cum on her window while she screamed.
Fuck, I had to change that thought before I ended up with a boner beneath the dinner table.
Katie pushed a tomato around her plate slowly, while side-eyeing my forkfuls of pasta. Why was she avoiding it?
Tommy.
It had to be.
She’d been skinnier than I’d ever seen her the previous night. I could only assume she was trying to avoid eating to appease her dipshit abusive cockwomble of a boyfriend.
Well, fuck that with a load of nettles.
I piled some pasta on her plate as she watched, her pretty pink lips open. Temptation made me want to thrust my fingers back between them to have her suck them down again.
‘What are you doing?’ she asked me.
‘You need to try it. It’s good.’
Then I went back to eating as she looked flabbergasted that I’d do such a thing. But she needed to eat, and if she wouldn’t, she’d force me to make her. Fuck, I’d put her on a leash and feed her from my fingers like a pet if I had to. She was too skinny, and pale too, and I needed my girl to be healthy.
In the end, she twirled a piece of pasta onto her fork and placed it delicately in her mouth, her eyes closing as she practically moaned. The pasta was good, but not that good. What else had she been denying herself on Tommy’s behalf?
I noticed her picking at her wrist in between bites, a red scab looking inflamed. As far as I could tell, she didn’t even notice doing it, like she was absentmindedly picking at it as a coping mechanism. The urge to reach out and still her hand almost overtook me, but putting the pasta on her plate was out of character enough.
‘No Tommy today?’ I asked, hoping it meant she had kicked him to the curb after a night of cumming on my face.
‘Work stuff,’ she shrugged, her cheeks pinking.
Conversation went from topic to topic as we ate, before I helped clear the table. Elias and Grace went to fire up their consoles, as I offered to help clean up. When I found myself alone in the kitchen with Katie, I couldn’t help but provoke her about Tommy.
