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“Tristan took me grocery shopping today, so I thought it would be nice to have a home-cooked meal for once.”
My eyes darted to his mouth, trying to imagine how it would feel, but I came up short. My imagination wasn’t very good.
“I assume no animal was harmed,” Alexei muttered.
Viktor sent his brother a warning look.
“It is vegetarian, yes, but your cholesterol levels will get their fill, don’t worry. It’s layered with mozzarella cheese.”
“About four pounds of cheese,” Tristan added as he sauntered down the steps, his wet hair tousled.
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