Chapter 1606 - 124: What A Coincidence?

Eric looked at Crystal. Others might not think so, but he thought she was beautiful, and he didn't want to spend another minute without her. He touched her cheek gently and pushed her hair behind her ear. He was there because he wanted her to be his wife, but he still hadn't worked up the courage to ask her.

After an awkward moment of silence, Crystal stomped her foot and said, "Tell me why you're here, or I'm going inside."

A minute passed, and since Eric hadn't said anything about his intentions, she turned and began to walk towards her front door. She hadn't taken more than a step or two, though, before he ran in front of her and walked into her house. Crystal was aghast. She yelled out - "You are trespassing!" as she ran after him.

By the time Crystal got inside, Eric was halfway up the staircase that led to her bedroom. "Don't go up there!" she shouted. 

Eric: "Why not? What are you hiding? Is there evidence in your room that you've been fucking Nathan?"

Crystal: "What business is that of yours?" 

Eric shrugged and said, "None, I suppose. Fine. I will not go upstairs. I am hungry, though. I could go for a Sammie."

Crystal stared at him in disbelief. She thought - If he thinks that I'm going to feed him, he's out of his freaking mind! She rolled her eyes and said, "Keep dreaming. Mi casa is not su casa!"

Eric chuckled and said, "After what I did to Richard, don't you think that you owe me?"

Crystal was amused by his response. "Fine," she said. "I'm not going to make you anything, but I'll order you something from Uber Eats.. What do you like?"

Eric: "I prefer a home-cooked meal over take-out. As I said, though, even a sandwich would do."

Crystal scowled. She didn't even have bread, let alone the makings for a sandwich. 

"Alright," she said. "Go sit in the living room. I'll make you something to eat."

Eric sat down on the sofa obediently, and Crystal went into the kitchen. There was beef in the fridge and vegetables, cheese, and spaghetti; all of the ingredients for fried steak, vegetable salad, spaghetti, and French onion soup. She wasn't a professionally trained chef, but she had learned a lot when she was younger from watching her mother cook, so she was more than capable in a kitchen.

She served Eric in the dining room when the food was cooked and crossed her fingers behind her back. She hoped that he would eat quickly and leave soon after.

When Eric arrived at the table, he saw that only one plate had been set. He looked up. "Aren't you going to eat?" he asked.

Before Crystal could reply, the front door opened, and Nathan walked in. Due to the layout of the house, Nathan couldn't see Eric, but he did notice the men's shoes at the front door. He called Crystal's name and asked if they had a visitor.

As soon as Crystal heard his voice, she began to panic. There was no way that she could forget the beef between the two men. She didn't know what to say, so she said nothing. Unfortunately, the silence made Nathan suspicious. He stormed into the dining room, and when he saw what was going on, he pointed to the food and demanded to know if she had cooked it.

Before she could reply and potentially defuse the situation, Eric grinned wickedly and said, "She did, and it's delicious!"

Nathan went into the kitchen to wash his hands, and Crystal followed him. She could tell that he was upset, and she said, "He came in without being invited. I couldn't help it."

Nathan glared at her and said, "Bring out two sets of cutlery." Then he went to sit at the table with Eric. Once he had his utensils, he stabbed his fork into the other man's salad and shoved a large bite into his mouth.

"Hey!" Eric exclaimed. "What are you doing? This is my food!"

Crystal's face turned white. "Nathan," she gasped. "There is enough food in the kitchen for everyone. Let me bring you out a plate of your own, okay?"

"Never mind that," Nathan replied. "Look at all the food you made for this fine fellow. There is enough on the table for everyone. You'll see." He grabbed the onion soup that was in front of Eric and placed it in front of Crystal.

"Sit down and eat," he ordered.

Crystal nervously did as she'd been told. 

Nathan took another bite of Eric's salad and said, "She's a great cook, isn't she? I feel so lucky to have her!"

I hope you both get indigestion! - thought Crystal.

With the three of them sharing one meal, the food was quickly gone, and Crystal brought the dishes into the kitchen to wash. While she did this, the two men went into the living room to watch television. They sat down on opposite sides of the couch, and once they were settled, Eric turned to Nathan and said, "I wonder how Crystal's collar affects your performance in bed. There's no doubt in my mind that it will eventually cause you Erectile Dysfunction."

Nathan sighed and said, "I wonder if saying that made you feel better about losing."

Eric: "What is that supposed to mean?" 

Nathan glanced back into the kitchen to where Crystal was finishing up. "You know what I mean," he said. "There's no point in playing dumb. Crystal is my woman. Your interference doesn't change anything. You'd save some face if you just gave in and moved on."

As if on cue, Crystal walked into the living room. She quickly assessed the situation, and then she said, "Eric, I fed you. I think it's about time for you to leave. I'll walk you to the door. I need to tell you something anyway."

Eric smiled. "What a coincidence," he said. "I have something to tell you as well."

Crystal led Eric to the door, and when they got outside, he said, "It's too hot out here. We should go and sit in my car to talk. As you probably know, I have air conditioning!"