Page 97 of Find Me
‘Aw fuck.’ Liam mutters, his gaze landing on the exact same bowl that mine does.
‘What?’ Ru asks just as he plops a truffle into his mouth, humming appreciatively as he chews.
‘Ru spit—’ too late he’s already swallowed it.
Elizabeth begins to laugh, and I’m sure I see the corner of Foster's lip pick up in amusement.
‘What?’ Luna demands, turning to Liz.
‘Those are her placenta truffles,’ Liz states, grinning.
Vish immediately spits out the truffle he was busy chewing, right as Fauna sticks out her tongue, scraping the surface with a spoon. Luna’s gone pale and Ru is bent over retching.
‘Those weren’t on the table. Where did you get them from?’ I ask, trying not to laugh too much, but this is too fucking funny.
Luna, white as a ghost, points towards our small kitchenette. ‘They were on the bench. I thought you’d missed a bowl.’
Liam and I bust out laughing. Oh, how I love this crazy ass family.
