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Amun was sitting in the same place as yesterday and I just wanted to die. After last evening I would have preferred to avoid him for the rest of my days.

Our eyes met and Amun had a cheeky grin on his face. "Good morning Davina." His expression made me angry and my expression was serious.

I hated myself for yesterday's action. But I certainly wouldn't give in. I would stick with my hatred of werewolves, even though the kiss had been like fireworks. I would have liked to kiss him again immediately to feel that feeling. Those lips that were so soft and perfect on mine.

And I pulled the mental emergency brake.

I arrived at my seat and sat down with a simple, "Morning." I didn't want to be completely rude, which is why he received this short greeting. I wanted to look at him but vehemently suppressed it.

My attention went to the table and there was a lot of food there. In my opinion, far too much.

Should two people eat this?

This was irrational and I had no idea which of these to choose.