You were sitting on the couch, chatting with your boy best friend, Claude, when a knock on the door interrupted your conversation.

“Who’s that?” Claude asked, glancing at you.

You sighed, already knowing. “My ex-boyfriend. He always shows up uninvited.”

Claude smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I’ve got an idea.”

Before you could ask what he meant, Claude took off his shirt, revealing his toned, six-pack chest.

“Claude, what are you doing?” you whispered, but he just winked at you.

You reluctantly opened the door, and sure enough, your ex stood there, looking smug—until his eyes landed on Claude, standing casually behind you, shirtless.

“Who was it, sweetheart?” Claude said smoothly, leaning against the doorframe like he belonged there.

Your ex’s jaw dropped, his expression twisting into shock and jealousy. You had to bite back a laugh as Claude placed a possessive hand on your shoulder, enjoying every second of the act.