"I know what you're going to say." Amelia said, licking her fingers. "A lady should eat daintily, but . . ." She pierced Germaine with a look. "This s**t is too damn delicious to eat it any other way."
Germaine busted into raucous laughter. She had actually been contemplating licking her own fingers before Amelia began licking hers.
"I see the way he looks at you." Amelia said, finally letting go of the rabbit bone in her hand.
"Who? Storm?"
Amelia rolled her eyes. "Come, now, Germaine, you know as well as I do the man who has refused to take his eyes off you is Keratin." She leaned closer to Germaine and whispered in her ear. "Even now, he refuses to look away, it's like his eyes are permanently stuck on you."
Germaine felt suddenly hot and bothered. She looked down at her almost-
