The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Logan quickly held his chain. “What are you doing? This is a symbol of my status.”

Sophia laughed and leaned against John as she jokingly asked, “Was he wearing that chain when you met him the first time?”

John looked at Sophia for a while before looking back. “He was.”

Sophia arched her eyebrow and joked, “Did you become friends with him because of his chain?”

Logan knew she was teasing his taste, so he slapped her leg. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Sophia huddled closer to John, evading Logan. Then, John closed his eyes and carried her up to put her on his lap. Sophia was stunned, while Logan stood up and pointed at them. “W-What are you two doing? Showing public affection? Stop it!”

her calmly, his expression bland. “We’re married, so

delighted after snapping out of it, so she hugged his neck and looked back at Logan. “That wasn’t public affection. This is.” Then, she pecked John on his lips, making him

Logan started complaining, acting all hysterical as he jumped about like a frustrated monkey. “Hey, you can’t do that!

moment later, John sighed quietly with her still in his arms. Why do I feel that no matter what I do, it’s a

to the sofa and turned his back on them. Chuckling, Sophia looked up at John. As he looked down at her, something flew between them. Logan kept grumbling until the evening. When it was dinnertime, he lay on the sofa, refusing to leave. “I want to have your cooking, Sophia. You’re obviously a good cook! I bet your cooking’s delish! Can you give me the honor

been saying that for a while now, much to her annoyance, so she quickly stopped him. “Alright, stop it. I’ll cook, but not for you. My husband and I need to eat,

I just want to taste your cooking. What’s on the menu? Should I call Ian as well? He’s alone too,

what Logan said. “Sure. You’re here anyway, so Ian coming over is fine. But let me remind you that we don’t have any poker facilities here, so forget about playing

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