Tobias finished taking his shower when a fragrant aroma wafted over from the coffee table in the living room.

In the meantime, Skylar sat on the carpeted floor with a huge glass bowl on the table.

Then, using a fork, she unhesitatingly proceeded to slurp her noodles.

Such a sight was eye-opening to Tobias. All this while, none of the women who dined with him had ever eaten this way.

They always said they were full after a few bites of salad or dared not even open their mouths.

Yet, Skylar nearly had her entire face in the bowl.

 

Watching Tobias stare at her as though she were a freak, Skylar got up and headed into the kitchen.

Then, she swiftly grabbed another fork, walked over to Tobias’ side, and handed it to him. “I can give you some of my food if that’s what you want. There are two eggs in here, and the fork is clean. I haven’t used it.”

 

Skylar emphasized the last sentence. She knew Tobias was a germaphobe, so there was no way he would use someone else’s fork.

It would be a struggle for someone like him to enjoy shared dishes. He surely wouldn’t be able to withstand having to taste another person’s spit.

Skylar’s bowl. “It doesn’t matter even

but his words made Skylar flush a deep red all the

touched her face and silently reminded

with your weird habit

to stay out of trouble, Skylar hurriedly carried her bowl of noodles to the

began to wonder if Tobias was a Virgo. Why is he

in bed.

a problem with me eating at the coffee table? Isn’t this what youngsters do?

be fine as long as I’m

no longer tried to ask Tobias if he wanted some

even as she heard

to be quiet. It would be a disaster

didn’t matter what she

turned off his phone and tossed it on

up to find that Tobias had left, although she didn’t know

drawer and took out a morning-after pill that

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