Page 151 of If You Give an Artist a Killer Muse

I want to roll my eyes and call her out on her exaggerating bullshit.

But I can’t.

Because this shit is fucking delicious.

Creamy, cheesy, smoky, a bit of zing — overall delightful.

I close my eyes and groan. “Fuck.”

She squeals, clapping her hands. “10/10?”

I finally roll my eyes. “Yes, Briar,” I grumble. We continue eating our late-night dinner, but I couldn’t help but ask, “You didn’t finish your explanation. You saw a statue of an angel. Why am I angel to you?”

“Because you’re so beautiful,” She says casually.

I feel my face heating up as I try to replace it with a scowl. “That’s it?”

“Wha—” Briar swallows a forkful of mac and cheese before continuing. “You are so beautiful that you reminded me of that angel statue.”

Oh.

Shit please tell me I’m not blushing like some schoolgirl with a mad crush.

“Oh,” I mumble stupidly. “That’s sweet.”

“You’re Rurik my Angel on my phone,” She grins, pulling her phone out to show me my name under her contacts. “What’s mine?”

I smirk, “You don’t want to know.”

“I do.” She pushes. “C’mon. Is it psycho? Crazy?” She gasps, “No. It’s baby.”

I glare at her as I show her my phone. “You were close.”

She blinks as she stares at the name I have her under. “Crazy Migraine!”

“What? If a migraine were a living, breathing woman, she would be you.”

“You’re such a dick.”

“You’re obsessed with my dick.”

She sputters, her cheeks flushing red as she glares at me. Then, she holds out her hand, waving it impatiently when all I do is stare.

“Give me your phone,” She snaps, her glare deepening when I shake my head. “Rurik!”

“Fine,” I grumble, pushing my phone to her.

She quickly grabs it and types in something before her lips quirk up into a satisfying grin.

“What did you do?” I glare at her as I take my phone back. I swipe it open and look at my contacts to find her name.

My Crazy Baby. I look up at her in disbelief. “Are you fucking serious?”

“What?” She grins widely. “That way, you’ll remember that I’m yours.”

“I already know you’re mine.”

“But now I’m your crazy baby.”

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