"Maybe a little later, Walter." Steve gently rested a hand on the older man's shoulder. "Because I would hate to spoil my appetite and not eat what Olivia prepared." The man could feel Peter's suspicious gaze on him and the hairs on the back of his neck rose. What was that guy's deal?
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