Several other men at the table gave thumbs-up approvals. "These are deep-sea delicacies, Michael. You need at least two more," Killian laughed, deliberately scooping two more sea cucumbers onto Michael's plate with a mischievous glint in his eye.
Alen and Michael didn't even blink, calmly accepting every single portion piled onto their plates.
Evelyn, hearing the double meanings flying across the table, forcefully squeezed Michael's large palm beneath the tablecloth. She leaned in and murmured under her breath, "Who said I'm your wife yet? You think you can just bypass a proper wedding and drag me into an unannounced remarriage? Keep dreaming, Mr. Thorn!"
