Chapter 19“I think Gyros are my new favorite thing,” I said as I leaned back in my chair.
I felt stuffed. Beyond stuffed. I probably shouldn’t have ate as much as I had but, when in Rome? Or rather, when in Greece? Whatever the saying, it didn’t matter. As soon as I had finished off the cheese spread, the waiter returned with a plateful of gyros and crispy, fried potatoes. While they weren’t exactly American french fries, they were beyond amazing.
I definitely ate more than I needed to, but blamed my appetite on Darce for his earlier behavior. His stunt left me embarrassed and bottomless—as in my stomach felt bottomless. Not that I was actually bottomless or anything, I was just really hungry.
Oh my god. I groaned and gripped my stomach. I was way too flustered. I lifted my espa bottle
