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minds it when you wash their clothes or bake their breadBesides, these eggs aren't going to last
much longerIf you don't eat them, they'll get thrown out
I felt all the eyes in the room boring into my back
“That might be preferable to some,” I said even more quietlyNo one but Jamie could possibly
hear
“Forget that,” Jamie growledHe hopped over the counter and filled another bowl with eggs,
which he then shoved at me“You're going to eat every bite,” he told me resolutely
I looked at the bowlI pushed the eggs a few inches away from me and
then folded my arms“Fine,” he said, and shoved his own bowl across the counter“You don't eat, I
don't eat His stomach grumbled audiblyHe folded his arms across his chest
We stared at each other for two long minutes, both our stomachs rumbling as we inhaled the
smell of the eggsEvery now and then, he would peek down at the food out of the corner of his
eyeThat's what beat me–the longing look in his eyesI slid his bowl back to him and then retrieved my ownHe waited until I took
the first bite to touch hisI stifled a moan as the taste registered on my tongueI knew the
cooled, rubbery eggs weren't the best thing I'd ever tasted, but that's how it feltThis body lived
for the present
Jamie had a similar reactionAnd then he started shoveling the food into his mouth so fast it
seemed he didn't have time to breathe