We all eat our food in comfortable silence as we enjoy the amazing meal. I finish half of my burger and a handful of fries before I'm full, all the while the boys polish off their double orders and the sides, too.
Stefan wipes his hands on his napkin, then looks over to me, then to my plate. His head reels back when he sees the complete and utter mess on my plate. The bun fell off of my burger, and various condiments are spread out in disarray all over my plate. It looks like an animal ate the burger, not an eighteen-year-old girl.
"I told you!" I tease Stefan as I push his shoulder lightly.
"Pfft, and you call us monsters?" Cooper laughs. "Look at you! What the f**k did you do to that poor burger?"
"Okay, do you see these hands?" I hold up my small hands in front of Cooper. "I physica
