The Returning Ex

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!”

sit down. “You finding a woman

him? That realization hurt him, so he went to hold Ian’s arm. “I’m hurt,

looked at him. “You want to get back at him? Go for someone he cares about,”

up at Ian and clicked his tongue. “He only cares about Sophia. I can’t go for her. Nobody wants to

was saying that to John, and John knew it. He gave him a fake smile and wiped his

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

expect