Not bad,” she finally said. “At least you left out the oh-my-God sauce this time.”
“Made myself a batch with it,” Shane said. “It’s got the biohazard sticker on it in the fridge, so don’t bitch if you get flamed. Where’d you pick up the stray?”
“Outside. She came to see the room.”
“You beat her up first, just to make sure she’s tough enough?”
“Bite me, chilli boy.

Autore: Rachel Caine

Not bad,” she finally said. “At least you left out the oh-my-God sauce this time.”<br />“Made myself a batch with it,” Shane said. “It’s got the biohazard sticker on it in the fridge, so don’t bitch if you get flamed. Where’d you pick up the stray?”<br />“Outside. She came to see the room.”<br />“You beat her up first, just to make sure she’s tough enough?”<br />“Bite me, chilli boy. - Rachel Caine



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