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... he’d never stopped cooking—wooden spoon in one hand, the other already shooing Lucas from behind the counter as he leaned too close to the pot.
"You want food or a scar?" she snapped.
Lucas raised both hands like a guilty kid. "Just checking on the seasoning."
"You don’t trust me after all these years?"
"I trust you more than anyone," he said, voice smooth. "That’s the problem."
Yuan rolled her eyes and shoved a bowl of soup into his hands—deep ceramic, st ...
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