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Taylor stood in Evan’s kitchen with stained recipe cards that bore a sense of history and love for cooking that belonged to her htful for a second, and I recalled the awful cookies I baked and then threw out for being erous in the kitchen

“This is a special kind of chicken” She was serious and I took her word for it as I nervously arranged the items on the counter A whole pink chicken scarednaked without the feathers I never cooked one before because a hotplate in a studio apartht her own set of s that I adry jealously I couldn’t even use the I didn’t deserve to have

I still had et up and dance, putting on a show apologizing to hiood idea”

“Reet ement chicken” Taylor waved off my anxiety, but I didn’t feel better

“Uh, ould I want to ently bobbed up and doith Ethan in s easier around the house, since I could not sit still when he was ho around with Ethan when he would make me sit on the couch after dinners I suspected he kneere a combination of takeout and dishes from the cupboard

I swore the harness bands carried his scent because it was driving ne up otne on Evan’s dresser Being a glorified houseguest, I didn’t feel I had any business being in his room so I usually left his laundry folded in the basket by his door, but the occasional whiff of his cologne flipped the dead switch of my libido every time

“Because, it’ll keep hiry, and when a man associates you with his favorite food,

he can’t help but wonder what er had that sustenance” She held up what looked like little broken trees, explaining what rosemary was and hoe’d stuff it inside the chicken It smelled awesome, but the mechanics were lost onup a chicken’s asshole, but she assured me this was hoas done

“But I already live here with him” I patted Ethan’s back and rubbed hi my shirt

“Honey, you’re not sleeping together Food can be like sex until you’re ready”

“Oh” I made the revelation slowly as she buzzed around the kitchen

Taylor winked, showing s to put on the chicken before I stuck the bird in the oven Apparently, that was the whole point She left me to chop up tomatoes for a side salad and helpedboard looking like the usual crime scene when I was done

“Exactly, now you hand over this gorgeous little s because you never know” There she ith that winking thing again

I couldn’t decide if it eird that Taylor was as excited for n, and jittery nerves like a cat on a hot tin roof coursed through my body

Fifteena towel aroundfrom the front of the house Scared, I secured the towel aroundeverything was all right Worry for Ethan and Taylor cooking setto a stop et feet on the tiles, I was greeted with an unexpected sight