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Blank Spaces

Friday, May 28, 2021

Blank Spaces (2016) Cass Lennox (Toronto Connections)

Blank Spaces

Devon took a hefty gulp, then pressed his mouth to Toned’s. Vaughn saw liquid dribble from one corner as the gulp passed from mouth to mouth. His stomach rolled. That couldn’t be hygienic.

He couldn’t really say much about Jonah’s clothes, except that they were so tight they rendered themselves unnecessary. But he did look good.

“Do you have any idea how many calories are in lasagna?”

Calories. Give me strength. Vaughn lifted the piece he’d cut off and chewed it deliberately, eyes locked on Jonah’s. He swallowed. “I can’t say I do, no.” \

Jonah also swallowed, even though he hadn’t actually been eating. “Cheese. Pasta. Beef. The unholy trifecta of dairy, wheat, and red meat; it’s the worst thing you could possibly eat.” Jonah’s fork stabbed into his salad again. “I don’t eat that kind of stuff.”

“You’re missing out.” Vaughn forked an especially cheesy piece into his mouth. Mmm. Bliss. He closed his eyes briefly, it was that good. Swallowed.

Flirting? Good God. Calorie-conscious and delusional. Vaughn knew how to pick them. He set the spoon down. “I’m not flirting with you.”

“Really.” Jonah’s voice dripped with disbelief. “You don’t call putting food in my mouth flirting?”

“No, actually. I share food with my eating companions regularly.” Vaughn mentally replayed their conversation. “What part of the last twenty minutes was flirtatious?”

Jonah’s jaw dropped. “Are you kidding me? Just how oblivious are you?”

Publisher : Riptide Publishing
Rating: 9/10


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