Gabe + Nesryn + Open to anyone
There was no doubt at all that she could’ve eaten a fair share of this spread on her own and felt zero guilt about it. Such was the curse of the were - you tended to eat more than you needed or wanted simply because your appetite demanded satisfaction.
She stepped up in line behind Gabe, not realizing it was him at first. But she could recall the way he smelled and her smile grew. Nesryn tapped her friend on the shoulder gently and leaned forward a bit, “Save some for the rest of us,” she whispered playfully, biting at her lip to try to hide the grin.