“I-” Mrs. Wilson looked away sheepishly, not knowing how to answer.
Shane narrowed his eyes impatiently and barked, “Spit it out!”
Mrs. Wilson flinched and realized that she wasn’t able to hide it any longer. She finally admitted, “T-They were rocky mountain oysters.”
Rocky mountain oysters?
Shane’s expression darkened immediately at those three words.
Why is she making that? Do I look like the kind of man who would need such supplements?
Natalie had stopped laughing, but at the sight of Shane’s indignant face, a stifled giggle burst out.
Shane looked at her, his eyes flashing dangerously. “You knew all along?”
Natalie wiped away the tears she got from laughing too hard. “Not all along. Just recently.”
“So you kept it from me and tricked me into eating them on purpose?” Shane’s thin lips pressed into a firm line.
Natalie stuck out her tongue. “I just didn’t want Mrs. Wilson’s effort to go to waste.”
“Go to waste?” Shane smirked ambiguously. “Don’t use that as an excuse. You probably wanted to make fun of me too, right?”
“N-No…” Natalie lowered her head sheepishly.
Shane stood up and placed one hand on the table as he reached out the other to grab Natalie’s chin.
He then tilted her head up and kissed Natalie under her confused gaze.
Her eyes immediately widened and she stiffened in shock.
Mrs. Wilson was taken aback by the sight and her face reddened instantly. She quickly placed a hand over her eyes and shuffled out of the room.
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