Press Meet

"Don't you know? I'm divorcing Joe and going to marry my dear friend Talia in a sunny tropical beach. You are not invited to our wedding!" Rebecca wasn't fazed and retorted pointing her finger at Arthur as she sat at one end of the L-shaped sofa with her feet up.

"Marry your friend? Do you hear how stupid you sound?" Arthur gnashed his teeth and pulled Talia wbo was about to sit beside her friend, to sit beside him at the other end. "Do you realise you're missing an important anatomical part your 'friend' likes?"

"Oh really? What might that be?" Rebecca made a stupid face seeing Arthur holding a provocating smirk.

"Oh shut up you two!" Talia banged the coffee table and Rebecca snorted and turned to the side, curling her lips.

Arthur wrapped his arms around Talia's shoulders and kissed her cheek. "Throw her out," he whispered in her ears, fixing her eyes on Rebecca. Although he whispered, he wasn't trying to be speaking in a low voice.