Steve nodded slowly. “I’m… I”m glad they understand. I love them both but right now I just… don’t want to be with anyone but you.” He leaned back in his seat. “I’m sorry,” he whispered softly. He felt CLint take his hand and thought for a moment. “Chinese,” he answered softly. “Chicken fried rice, maybe sweet and sour pork, beef and broccoli, egg rolls?” He turned his head ot look at Clint. “Is that okay or too much?”
Clint smiled. “They’ll come by in the morning to check on you, no doubt.” He chuckled a little, glad their friends understood. “Don’t be sorry. It isn’t your fault dickheads can’t take no for an answer. One of these days I’m gonna put a hurtin’ on one of those idiots.” He relaxed as Steve leaned back, smiling softly. “IT’s never too much. Your caloric intake is naturally higher than most people’s. I’d buy out the restaurant if you wanted.” he promised.
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