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Max kicked me again.

He was an asshole, but in that moment, I was grateful because this was ridiculous. Get yourself together, Kruger!

“What is that?” Jess wanted to know, pointing.

I followed her finger to the pizza I was about to inhale.

“This?” I mused. “Pineapple and ham.”

“There are two types of people in the world.” Jamie butted into the conversation. “Those who think pineapple goes on pizza and those who do not.”

Jess smiled. “And which one of those people are you?”

“Please, Jamie hasn’t met a food he won’t eat,” Madison mused.

Jamie smiled with all his teeth. There was cheese in them. “She’s not wrong.”

Jess laughed. “What about you?” she asked Ryan.

“Bro, sure, I like it.”

She glanced at Max. “Fuck no. Fruit doesn’t go on pizza.”

Win made a sound of agreement and held his fist out to Max. “Bro.” They pounded it out.

“You don’t like it,” I told her, wanting those eyes back on me.

She seemed surprised. “I don’t?”

“Nope. You’re a pepperoni monster like P.”

“It runs in the family,” Prism quipped.

“Are you sure I don’t like it?” she asked, glancing at the food again.

“Don’t believe me?” I mused and lifted the pie between us. “All right, final girl. Open up.”

A little challenge sparked in her eyes, and her lips parted. Stomach bouncing, I fed her a bite, watching as she bit down. She chewed once, and her nose wrinkled.

Everyone at the table laughed.

“Told you,” I sang.

Stubbornness glinted and she smirked. “Oh. You like?” I teased. “Keep chewing.”

She did, and the skin around her eyes crinkled, face screwed up in disgust.

Laughing, I held my hand out, palm up. “Spit it out.”

“I can’t!” She gasped around the food she hated.

“So you’re gonna swallow it?”

She blanched.

I held my hand up again, and she spit it out.

“Oh, it’s gross,” she said, sticking her tongue out.

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