Once Emily sat down, Jason began ordering:
“One order of fried shrimp tempura…”
I quickly reminded him:
“I’m allergic to shrimp!”
Jason smiled and looked at Emily across the table.
“Emily loves shrimp. If you don’t like it, just order something else.”
Emily grinned playfully:
“Oh, but I remember you like shrimp too. Why don’t you sit over here with me?”
To my shock, Jason actually got up and sat beside her. Emily immediately slapped his backside and teased:
“Good boy, so obedient!”
Seeing my tight lips and unhappy face, Emily turned to me:
“Rachel Evans, don’t take it seriously. We’ve always played around like this. I don’t even see him as a man! He doesn’t either!”
“Right, good boy?”
With that, she hooked her arm around Jason’s neck and pulled him closer.
Jason was caught off guard, and his lips landed right on her cheek.
I saw the pale skin of his neck instantly flush bright red.
“Ew, gross!”
Emily wiped the spit from her face and mock-wiped it off on Jason’s chest.
Jason didn’t resist. Instead, he smiled and handed me the menu.
“Emily and I already ordered. Pick whatever you want.”
I didn’t take the menu. Instead, I pulled a bottle of alcohol spray from my bag, stood up, and sprayed Jason all over.