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"What kind of sandwich did you make?" he questioned me, as I slowly approached him. "And, most importantly, did you make me one as well?"
I smirked down at him.
"There's cheese, mayo, ham, pickle slices, and tortilla chips on them. Oh, and they’re on white bread though because I don't do whole wheat. And yes, I made one for you too."
He stared at me in stupefied silence as I sat down across from him on the floor, mimicking exactly how he was seated. I sat the plate down between us and gestured to it as I picked up half of one of the sandwiches. I'd cut them diagonally instead of straight down the middle. Somewhere in the back of my mind there was a memory floating around, it was foggy at best and I couldn't make out the face of the woman talking to me, but she said to cut it diagonally because that meant it was made with love.
Absolute bullshit, of course, but still, I couldn't dodge the memory no matter how hard I tried and, in the end, I ended up cutting the stupid sandwiches diagonally.
The damn memory had threatened to choke the life right out of me. I didn't remember anything before a certain point in my life. I had always chalked it up to being young and maybe my mind was trying to protect me by shielding me from the bad things that had happened around me that Vivian had brought into our lives, or maybe it was simply because I was too young to remember anything at all. I didn't know, but now I was thinking I had no memories of my early years for a reason. Rain had never specified how old I had been when I'd been abducted and I hadn't had the guts to outright ask him.
"You put chips on your sandwich?" Quinton asked in amusement, snapping me out of my horrible thoughts.
I nodded. "On both of ours. Gives it the perfect crunch. You can't call it a decent sandwich if there's no tortilla chips on it."
He looked at me like I was insane. Which was saying something, coming from him.
I rolled my eyes as I took a huge bite out of the corner of my delicious sandwich. And promptly choked on it when he stated, "You look different. Youfeeldifferent. Something's off with your aura, I can see it."
I coughed around my bite of sandwich. Quinton could see auras? This was news to me. I eyed him skeptically as I quickly swallowed my food. Just what else could he do?
His eyes never left mine as he picked up half of his sandwich, stopping just before it made it to his lips. "Well," he prompted before biting off a huge chunk.
Well, indeed.
Hadn't I just lectured Damien on honesty?
"I had sex with Dash," I stated bluntly, before taking another huge bite from my sandwich.
Quinton choked, coughing.
Yeah, I probably should have handled that better, led into it a bit more, eased him in.
He dropped his sandwich onto the plate and picked up a glass of water that was sitting on the floor beside him. He chugged half the glass before slamming it back down. The clear liquid sloshed around inside the glass, some of it spilling over the side of the rim.
"Excuse me?" he sputtered.
It was almost worth it just to see his reaction and to have him off his game.
"I had sex with Dash," I repeated like it wasn't a big deal. He gaped at me. A sense of victory washed through me. I loved catching him off guard. "It's really not a big deal, you knew it was going to happen eventually."
He snapped his mouth shut and glared at me.
"He didn't hurt you, did he?" he growled.
Oh boy.
Wasn't it supposed to hurt a little bit for all girls the first time? I didn't think it was wise we get into details here. Not about this subject.
I should have kept my stupid mouth shut.
"This is Dash we're talking about," I said in a hushed voice. I wanted him to really think before he opened his mouth again, because it was going to make me incredibly angry if he insulted Dash.
"You do realize there will be no keeping this from the rest of them. Everyone will know eventually."
I shrugged my shoulders, not caring if people knew. I'd done nothing I was ashamed of.
"I hate him," he whispered darkly.
