Eat Hot Chip And Lie の小説・ストーリー

I made it home and the guys helped me unload the groceries and put them away so I could cook us all a nice home-cooked meal, something I think none of us has had in a very long time. “Get your paws off those Cheeto puffs! I’m cooking here!” I growl at Charley as he reaches for the snack chips. He stiffened and immediately turned around with his eyes big, “Caught red-handed!” “Yeah! Step away from the chips, Charley!” I continue asserting my tone. He laughs and relaxes, walking over to where I am cooking, acting as if the Cheeto Puffs never existed, “Whatcha cookin?”

“My guess if that they think you have some of the traits of the wolves in the legends” “That is just absurd” I skulled back my glass of wine and poured myself another one “What’s absurd?” Chad came around the corner with James right behind him ‘Lie’ His voice was so stern that it shocked me “Wearing hot pink lipstick to prom” I have no idea where the lie came from, but it caused Chad to laugh “Yeah, you would look like a clown. You suit the more natural makeup” He climbed into the spa and pulled me in to his lap. I glared at James ‘Why did I have to lie?’

There were a few bowls of chips, candies, and a nice steaming basket of tater tots. I sat on the chaise. I didn't want the tater tots to go to waste, so I started popping them into my mouth with gobs of ketchup on them. It was like Cherry could read my mind. I paused mid tater tot. Maybe she could. Hell. I continued chewing. I'm glad she was on my side.

Hayden raised his eyebrows as another round of drinks came. Grabbing a pickle and sinking it in the ranch, I was too eager, and the grease burned my tongue. “Damn!” I whispered, as I chewed quickly. Thankfully, another drink came, allowing me to shoot it back. “So good.” “Girl…” Brett laughed as I reached in for another one. “I like spears better, but these chips are great.” Brett and I had the basket gone by the time the other stuff arrived. “I love all of these.” Brett had to swallow hard as she smiled the waitress.

“Really? You’re going to school here because of my family?” I shrugged. “Essentially.” “Tell them your story after you order,” Lisa commanded, impatiently. “Right,” I agreed. “I’ll have my usual street tacos and veggie kabobs.” “I’m in the mood for Korean fried chicken and poutine,” Rina said. Elli and Lachlan still looked like they were deciding. I leaned toward Elli and whispered, “If you’re not feeling adventurous, their fish and chips are great.” “Yeah,” she smiled at me, “I think I will go with the fish and chips.”

I asked putting my hand on my hips and trying not to laugh "Drink." he said like a seven year old I rolled my eyes and poured in the popcorn and covered the pot. I put away the box. Xavier took out a big packet of chips and cold sodas from in the fridge. "You want pizza too?" he asked me taking his cell phone out his pocket It was a really cool phone which was a top hit in Italy called the Ocean Tidal. "Xavier are you trying to make me fat?" I asked sarcastically "Popcorn, chips, strawberries, whip cream and soda is enough to make me gain one hundred pounds!"

"And Vincent is the poor, heartbroken victim." Marcus slammed the laptop shut. "These people have no idea what really happened." "The truth?" I scoffed. "Vincent will never let the truth out. He'd rather the whole world think I'm a monster than admit he's the one who betrayed me." A week later, on a snowy evening, Marcus and I were leaving a small Italian restaurant. The snowflakes were large and soft, glowing in the warm yellow light of the streetlamps. I had my arm linked through his, feeling a rare sense of peace.

I murmur, grabbing the chips out of his hands, "Just eat the nuts, you know you wanted those." "Yes, but I also want the chips," he says and pulls on them, but I don't let go, "I don’t care about calories either, I’m just trying to keep myself in shape while also eating as much as humanly possible. And I was just making an observation. Stass, let go of my chips before I eat your arm too."

Maybe not that one…. "Are you threatening me?" Caius phased into my space behind my phone holding a bag of chips I looked at the bag, it had BBQ in bright yellow contrasting with the orange packaging, i had not seen him ever choose any other flavour except this one. I had tasted it before, it was not my favourite flavour of chips but it had an interesting flavour, my mouth began to water, I had been tinkering so much I had forgotten to eat something, I sighed holding onto my sad stomach,

Right before the syndicate's power handover, I flew back to New York after a year of studying jewelry design in Europe. But the night before the ceremony, my secret boyfriend of three years—the Rossi family's new second-in-command—sent me a text: [Sorry, Chloe. I lost a card game, and you were my chip. You're his problem now.] Before I could even breathe, I got tagged in the family's encrypted dark-web channel. The top thread was blowing up: [The Mafia Boss Just Won a Fat Pig for a Girlfriend!] Pinned right at the top was an old photo of me from a few years ago. Back when I was 180 pounds. The comment section was ruthless: [If the Boss knew what he actually won, he'd regret making that bet.]