Chapter 13
There were too many boxes, Dom decided. He doubted there had been so many last night, and they seemed to be unending. He wanted to finish. He wanted Kiko. He hadn’t gone completely relaxed yet after their kiss, and that had been two boxes of eggs ago. It was his own fault, he supposed, for thinking of their closeness, of what they could do if they got closer. Still though, the time dragged. He didn’t care that they were finishing earlier than the night before; the task took too long.
“I’m starting to hide eggs next to each other,” he complained to Kiko as they grabbed the last of the boxes. These were the large ones from the school; he bit back a curse.
“Sometimes that happens,” said Kiko. “I’m surprised just how many eggs everyone was able to scrape together this year, even
