"I brought dinner," Elliot announced, inviting himself inside, ignoring their dropped jaws.
"Hey, I didn’t say you could come in, motherfucker," Liam cursed at him.
"Good to see you're alive," Elliot gave him a sheepish smile before sitting down on the couch.
"Now that you know I’m alive, can you get the f**k outta here!" Liam snapped at him, but he seemed unfazed by the outburst.
"Don’t be rude," Amelia reprimanded Liam, who rolled his eyes in response.
"Nah, don’t mind him. That's how he shows his love for me," Elliot uttered, opening the bag he brought and pulling out a bucket of chicken and drinks, making Amelia gasp.
"Oh my goodness, Elliot!" Amelia exclaimed.
"Yes, Baby Girl," Elliot responded, holding a chicken wing. Liam frowned at the pet name but shook it off.
"I remember
