“Come eat!” Cas said. “Oh, your clothes are there on that little table by the door.”
I hadn’t even noticed them. “Thanks!”
They weren’t paying any attention to me, so I slipped my underwear and jeggings on there in the living room before joining them in the kitchen. The feel of my breasts swinging free under the borrowed shirt teased me. My n*****s puckered.
“Can I help?” I asked. They were piling sandwiches on a plate. I didn’t know how they could’ve possibly made so many sandwiches in the short time I’d sat on the couch and mused.
Three plates piled high with several different options. I even saw what looked like a BLT.
“Uh, guys, I’m sorry to say this—and probably should’ve said it sooner, but I’m vegan.” I was proud of my diet, and it wasn’t one hundred percent by choice, but I di
