“Should I be insulted that you’re so eager to enjoy another man’s pork?” I leaned out of the bathroom, toothbrush mid-swipe, and grinned. “Ethan Sullivan, did you just make a joke?” He hadn’t, at least from the look on his face. But I wasn’t threatened by the possessiveness in his eyes. Because bacon.”

“Should I be insulted that you’re so eager to enjoy another man’s pork?” I leaned out of the bathroom, toothbrush mid-swipe, and grinned. “Ethan Sullivan, did you just make a joke?” He hadn’t, at least from the look on his face. But I wasn’t threatened by the possessiveness in his eyes. Because bacon.”

— Chloe Neill