Avery's POV
The tension in the kitchen was so tense that I could probably cut it with a knife. Chris and Ryan stared at each other with such intensity I began to think I was in between two enemies.
I coughed trying to break out the tense moment, but they didn't even spare me a glance. I rolled my eyes at their manliness.
“Guys, can you stop acting like a d**k,” I said angrily. Finally they turned their heads to look at me. Chris was the first one to soften his looks and then smirk.
“We have d**k, Darling. What are you talking about?” He said with an amused tone.
“You know what I'm talking about,” I said, fighting the urge to roll my eyes at his childishness.
“It's nothing, baby. Ryan here is just ding a big baby,” he said and came closer to me. His head bent to meet mine, his lips h
