The kitchen had always been the battleground in dating shows, and tonight was no exception.
Though Emily and Ethan were officially on dinner duty, Ryan materialized in the kitchen, clearly on a mission.
"Need any help?" he asked Emily, flashing what he obviously thought was his most charming smile.
"Not necessary."
Ethan stepped smoothly between them, creating a human barrier as he smiled pleasantly. "I'm all she needs."
The double meaning hung in the air like a challenge.
Ryan's face soured as he pressed his lips together, trying to maneuver around Ethan. But every move he made, Ethan mirrored with perfect timing—left for left, right for right—maintaining an impenetrable defense.
Emily turned to witness their bizarre dance and rolled her eyes dramatically.
"Are you two practicing
