Chapter 42

EVERETT

"The food tastes awesomely good." I stare at Mr Thorne sideways, wondering if he's enjoying his sandwich as he takes a big bite out of it. The fries in his takeaway box sit untouched, so I pick some up and bring it to my lips. I slowly munch on the food before putting a palm over my lips while talking. "The fries are good too."

Mr Thorne takes another bite out of his food, staring at me sideways when my hand reaches into his meal to get another set of fries.

"If you wanted fries, you should have ordered your own. It was my treat anyway, so you didn't have to feel shy about it."

"Aren't you snarky about sharing food?"

He shakes his head slowly.

"I'm a little snarky about sharing my fries, considering how less often I touch them." He thins his lips. "That's it. There's nothing more to it than that."

Running my fingers through my hair, I scoff.

"I wasn't shy about ordering fries. Not really." I lick my lips. "It's just that I thought their fries would be soggy, but these turned o