“Baby, not you too, woman. You’ll pay for this later. What are you going to say?” he whispers to my ear, and I giggle. His breath is tickling me.
“That’s unfair. Everyone has something to say about, and I can’t? You will pay for this,” I emphasize the word you.
“Oof. Someone will sleep on the floor tonight,” Dad teases my husband, and I think I just blush. I have to bite my lip not to laugh.
“We better go back tonight, Abby. You have classes in the morning.” Mason winks at me.
“No f*****g way, Foley. Not you too, traitor. I will fire you, and you can’t take my wife away from me. Never, and over my dead f*****g body.” Seb puts down his fork to his plate a little bit stronger. The clinking sound of the cutlery echoes in the dining room. Everyone goes silent.
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