Dinner time

I took a seat, burger and beer in hand, Thomas sits in the other chair. Brooke standing, looking at both of us. "We should have brought an extra chair" Brooke says.

"My offer stands" Thomas quickly replies, with a smirk, before I can say anything.

Brooke smiles at him, then back at me, "Well at least one of you is a gentleman"

"You can..." I start, but before I can finish she's sitting in his lap.

I'm getting more irritated by this kids presence, and she's enjoying it more.

"Hey honey, can you grab us something to drink?" she asks.

I sigh slightly, "Yeah what do you want?"

"Beer, if there's any left!" She says in a joking tone.

"But he's..." I start to reply before she cuts me off again. "It's fine! We drank when we were his age"

I sigh again, a little louder, to which she rolled her eyes. But I do as she asked and hand them both a beer from the cooler.

We ate, and of course, Thomas kept flirting with my wife. Much to my dismay, but she was enjoying every second of it. After dinner, we cleaned up, and sat drinking, with her still seated comfortably in his lap.

Brooke looks at her phone, "I think your friends are a no-show"

"That's fine, I'd rather go with you anyway....and of course your husband" he quickly adds.

She looks at me, "Can we go honey? Please?"