[3rd Person’s POV]
“Open your mouth,” Andrew commanded.
Randorne did what he was told. And waited for Andrew to put food in his mouth. And when he did, Randorne’s cheeks heated. “Good boy. Now, swallow.”
Randy coughed while chewing the food. “Um, kids,” Randy cleared his throat. Randorne was the first one to eye Randy. “Yes, mom?” he asked while chewing the food.
Randy felt embarrassed about how to say it. He wanted to tell them not to do something like that. But then, it’ll just trigger their curiosity. Moreso, Randy contemplated if he just had dirty thoughts. Because Thorne instilled those things inside his head.
“D-Do you like my food?” he changed what he wanted to say. Randy pursed his lips.
Andrew bobbed his head. “You cooked like my mom,” he said. “You should meet him,” he
