Vee is my un-twin. She's green-eyed, milky blond, and a few pounds over curvy. I'm a smoky-eyed brunette with volumes of curly hair that holds its own against even the best flatiron. And I'm all legs, like a bar stool. But there is an invisible thread the ties us together; both of us swear that tie began long before birth. Both of us swear it will continue to hold for the rest of our lives.
Becca FitzpatrickTacos." "Tacos?" I echoed. This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese." "I know what a taco is!
Becca FitzpatrickFirst,โ he said, coming behind me and placing his hands on the counter, just outside of mine, โchoose your tomato.โ He dipped his head so his mouth was at my ear. His breath was warm, tickling my skin. โGood. Now pick up the knife.โ โDoes the chef always stand this close?โ I asked, not sure if I liked or feared the flutter his closeness caused inside me. โWhen heโs revealing culinary secrets, yes.
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