–Sophia–
"Please, don't fuck in front of me," Francis said as he set paper bags on the table.
He began pulling out the food containers one by one, and my mouth instantly watered.
My husband gently took the gun away from my hand, switched the safety on, and nodded toward me.
"Put something on."
I rolled my eyes at the two of them.
"You better have brought my favourite."
"Yeah, I know it. I also got your husband's favourite. I mean—it's me. Your ex." He said it casually while Kai burst out laughing.
"Thank you, bro. I love you," Kai said, making me cringe.
I headed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, slipped on my underwear, and pulled on my husband's shirt.
When I came out, the two of them were already sitting at the table, waiting for me while they started drinking their beers.
My husband immediately stood up and pulled out a chair for me.
I sat down, and he slid the takeaway box in front of me.
I gasped when I saw the fillet mignon from Chef Gordon's Hell Kitchen.
