To Bleed For You
"Are you serious? I am trying to perform culinary magic here."
"You had a bit of flour there anyway," Thalia lied smoothly, her amber eyes dancing with rare, boyish mischief. "Just fixing it."
"Oh, it's war then," Chloe muttered. She dipped her index finger straight into the bowl of beaten, uncooked egg, turned around, and swiped it right across Thalia's cheekbone.
Thalia blinked, completely stunned for a fraction of a second. She reached up, touching her cheek, and looked down at her sticky finger. "You did not just put raw egg on an apex predator."
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