Ian said nothing. He looked at them for a moment more and looked back at the yard. Unable to push John away, Sophia stomped on his foot, but John didn’t mind. He bit her lip for one last time before letting her go.
Sophia looked at the living room and lowered her voice. “What are you doing? Are you mad? There are people here.”
Lifting a hand, John brushed her lips gently. “Maybe I am.” He had a mocking smile on his face, but it was for himself, not Sophia. Then he combed her hair. “Remember to act it all out. Don’t forget our deal.”
Sophia pursed her lips. We’re in the house. Do we have to act here? I thought the deal only applies to strangers, but now he’s expanding it to anyone? What am I, chopped liver?
John stayed in there for a while before going out, and the first thing he did was to look at Ian. Ian was sitting on the sofa, but he didn’t look back. On the other hand, Logan pointed at John angrily. “Just you wait! I’ll get a woman, too! Anyone can kiss! If I really want it, a whole lot of women are just waiting for me!”
John snorted, then he went to sit down. “You finding a woman is none of my business.”
Logan choked on his words. He’s right. Even if I f*ck someone now, it’s still not his business. John has a wife, so why did I say that to him? That realization hurt him, so he went to hold Ian’s arm. “I’m hurt, Ian! I can feel it in my heart this time! It’s going to take a long while to heal! What should I do?”
A while later, Ian looked at him. “You want to get back at him? Go for someone he cares about,” he said calmly.
Logan was surprised, then he looked up at Ian and clicked his tongue. “He only cares about Sophia. I can’t go for her. Nobody wants to be a side dude.”
Ian was saying that to John, and John knew it. He gave him a fake smile and wiped his lips. It was an obvious provocation, but Ian only looked at him calmly, for he didn’t care about this.
Meanwhile, Sophia had completed several dishes. After she was done cooking, she called Logan to help her serve the food. Logan complained that Sophia was only enslaving him and not someone else, but he still worked quickly in setting the table up. John and Ian said nothing, then they went to wait in the dining room.
After Logan was done setting up, he sat beside Ian. “I didn’t expect her cooking to be this good. Look, they just smell so appetizing.”
After Logan was done setting up, he sat beside Ian. “I didn’t expect her cooking to be this good. Look, they just smell so appetizing.”
Sophia did know how to cook, and John acknowledged it. Even though it wasn’t as expansive as the cooks in the Constance Residence could make, the taste was more than fine.
Sophia took her apron off and washed her hands before coming over. “Alright, dig in. Have a taste of my cooking.” She looked at Ian. “You’ve never had my cooking before, so have a bit more today.”
That isolated greeting not only made John frown, but it also upset Logan, again. He looked at Sophia. “Sophia, ask your heart and tell me, are you closer to Ian or me?”
Sophia looked at him with surprise. “What? That’s obvious! Ian, of course. I thought I made it super obvious! You can’t compete with him!”
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