He's not doing anything he shouldn't be doing, right?" "Like what?" "Like hitting on you." "Ew. No, of course not. He doesn't see me that way." Michael shook his head and went back to his coffee. "What? You think he does?" "Sometimes he looks at you a little... oddly, that's all. Maybe you're right. Maybe he just wants you for your blood." "Again, Ew! What's with you this morning?" "Not enough coffee.
Rachel CaineAnd Myrnin seemed quite taken with that, Claire thought; sheโd never seen him look at anyone with quite that much admiration. It surprised her that it made her feel a little โฆ what was that? Jealous? Couldnโt be.
Rachel CaineWant me to warm up the sauce?โ โDo we do that? I mean, itโs in a jar, right? Canโt you just dump it over the pasta?โ โWell, you can, but it tastes better if you warm it up.โ โOh.โ Eve sighed. โThis is complicated. No wonder I never cook.
Rachel CaineShane looked faintly injured. โI make it my business to know everything about silver. And I saw your notes. I study up on everything when it comes to your boss, anyway.โ There was a flicker of jealousy about that, but she didnโt have time, or energy, to consider it very much. Not even whether or not she liked it.
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