Villain Ch 1911. How Could That be Unfair?
"How the hell did you guess all of them right?!" Shea added.
Allen rolled his neck, voice calm. "How could that be unfair?"
"You were supposed to mess up at least once," Zoe said, arms crossed under her chest. "C'mon. Not even a little hesitation?"
Allen raised an eyebrow, tilting his head. "Just because I got them all right?"
"Yes!" Vivian folded her arms, looking playfully offended. "You must have peeked. There's no way you were one hundred percent correct."
He met her challenge with a slow blink. "Why not?"
"Because," Bella chimed in, pouting slightly, "that's impossible! Even with your sharp senses or whatever!"
Allen leaned forward, elbows on the table, wine glass in one hand. "Impossible for you, maybe."
"Oh, shut up," Zoe muttered, but she was smiling.
Allen took a sip, then casually added, "I've tasted each of you."
The table froze.
