I swallowed the meatball coated in chili oil and forced myself to smile at my boyfriend, Henry Hayes.Looking pleased, Henry ruffled my hair. "Have as much as you like. Despite where you're from, you do enjoy spicy food a lot."Across the table, my best friend, Rachel Quinton, was laughing so hard she could barely catch her breath. Switching to the Southern dialect, she said, "Your girlfriend is so easy to fool, Henry. She's not even mad that we're leaving her out of the game.""She's always been slow. She believes everything people tell her. She's no fun at all," Henry answered in the same dialect.Under the table, Rachel stretched out her foot and slowly rubbed it along his calf. "That's not what you said about me last night."Henry swallowed nervously. "You're practically a siren. You nearly squeezed me dry."The entire table let out a knowing laugh. When someone chuckled and reminded Henry that I was still sitting right there, he simply wiped his mouth nonchalantly. "So, wh
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