Diora
"Oh, my God!" I shrieked at the sight of Christine perched on my counter with Tyler standing between her legs, cradling her body against his while they practically munch on each other's faces.
"What? I leave you two for five minutes and you guys want to start making babies on my kitchen island?!" I reprimanded the duo, staring at me with sheepish smiles as I glared at them.
"Up! Up! Up! Ewww!" I faked a gag.
"You are just mad you are not getting some currently!" Chris teased me. My eyes widened and I shot her a glare from where I stood by the gas cooker to check the sauce I was cooking.
"You were supposed to be checking this sauce but you'd rather have your mouth munched on by—" I paused, throwing a grinning Tyler the stink eye. "Him," I completed with an eye roll, uncovering t
