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"Madelyn, is this all you're having for lunch?" Madelyn took a big bite of carne frita and nodded, "I don't have ingredients at home, so I just made some noodles. But I think I added too much Worcestershire sauce. It's a little too salty. Also... I think the Worcestershire sauce has gone bad. It tasted a little funny when I ate it!"

“How ever will I find out that information?” Jace smiled. “It's Cool Ranch.” “I'm so glad to know,” Ella said. “I would have guessed Nacho Cheese and that would have been terrible.” “A disaster of epic proportions,” Jace agreed. “Nacho Cheese is a close second, but if you had guessed Salsa Verde, I'm not sure we could be friends.” “I'll have Allison return the box tomorrow,” Ella assured him. He laughed, filling the night with the warm sound. If Ella's heart had been racing before, it was out of control now. That laugh was amazing.

Chapter 13: Sanaya’s P.O.V Lancelin Eustein, the CEO of ReefWood Inc. and the future King of all Incubi in the planet…had a sweet tooth. His basket was filled with Twix bars, Oreos, M&M’s, KitKats and Reese’s as we neared the cash register. I tried to hold in my laugh when laugh when Lancelin peeked into my cart to see what I’d gotten and saw his disappointed frown when he found only cheeses, some Doritos and some hot pockets. There were also some spice roasted hazelnuts and pistachios thrown into the mix, as well as a pack of dried cranberries. They would all pair very well with some Barbera or some Pinot.

“From what you described, your coworkers want quick, tasty food—party-style, bite-sized stuff, fried but not greasy. Easy and delicious.” “Sounds perfect. Like what?” “Chicken taquitos, spinach-artichoke dip cups, fried mac-and-cheese balls, brie-stuffed mushrooms, sausage-stuffed jalapeño poppers, bacon deviled eggs,” he rattles off confidently, setting the microwave timer—the only thing he uses that microwave for.

Taylor I do my best to have dinner ready every night for Jackson and Kennedy. For dinner tonight, I choose to keep it simple. I placed three chicken breasts in the slow cooker at noon with a can of Rotel and a can of enchilada sauce. An hour before we eat, I shred the chicken easily with two forks. I open a bag of shredded lettuce, rinse it in the sink, then place in a bowl in the refrigerator. I open shredded Mexican cheese, placing it into another bowl. I move the salsa, sour cream, and guacamole beside the bowls, hoping not to forget to set them out as well.

I am still feeling a bit skeptical about it though. I opened up the big flask he brought for me to see what was inside and to my surprise the flask was filled with lots of food, from Tacos and burritos filled with seasoned meat cheese and salsa, there was also chicken noodle soup in the smaller flask, they also brought me a cobb salad with grilled chicken and shrimp toppings. He also packed a soft drink along with another bother water for me. Everything looked absolutely amazing and mouth watering, the butler packed so much food that I am beginning to doubt I can finish, he must have known I would be deathly hungry. What a sweet man.

Beecher in particular looked ravenous as he scanned the room for food. “I wanted to try my hand at the breakfast burritos I saw in Brazil,” Zinnia spoke, noticing the same, as she flicked her wrist. On the table was suddenly a large platter laden with engorged tortillas stuffed with bacon, sausage, eggs, potatoes, and cheese. Beecher’s mouth was full before he could utter a “thank you!”

But today, Sarah had brought dinner 20 minutes earlier than usual. "Yes, your dinner came unusually fast today." Sarah placed the insulated delivery bag on the coffee table. Elara stood up and thanked her. Sarah habitually opened the insulated bag and took out the food containers. Then Elara heard her make a surprised sound. "Did this restaurant change its packaging?" Elara recognized what Sarah was holding. It was one of her own home food containers. She walked over and opened the container to see that the mashed potatoes had been shaped into a heart, and the salad section had cute little cartoon figures made from cherry tomatoes and cheese.

After taking her bath, she slid on a turtle neck top and a leather skirt which she donned with boots. And as always she took Mia to school and dropped her off after which she proceeded to go about her business. Melissa cleared her throat after she was done talking. She had just finished presenting a new recipe and introduced her idea of a convenient meal - spaghetti and meatballs packaged in a canned container that could be eaten anywhere around the world. That was not all, she even introduced some spices she had worked up. Now she looked on in expectancy. It was time for her interviewers to give her feedback on what they thought.

“I visited the deli the day Killian and I went to that witch’s house. It’s only a few days old. I trust it more than I do this left over Italian from five nights ago.” “Sandwiches work for me,” I said as I pulled three beers from the door shelf. “I could use a beer to wash it down with.” “Now you are speaking my language,” Anton said with a grin. “We also have salads,” Nora offered as she took the cover off each container and sniffed for freshness. “I have a broccoli salad, a potato salad, and coleslaw.” “Why not set them all out and we can take what we want?” I suggested.