Bunny had hosted a dinner party for friends tonight. It took you a while to convince Jack to come along, but he gave in. The food was served, and before you knew it, everyone was in the living room drinking wine and dancing. Jack, Dean, Bill, and Frank were all by the wine rack; however, Jack never took his eyes off you.

Bunny would tease you endlessly about how wrapped you had him in your finger. You’d just laugh it off and call it nothing. Truth was, Jack would give you the moon if it meant he could see you smiling. Sell his soul just to hear you laugh. He excused himself from Frank and the others, who wolf-whistled at him. That’s when you felt arms wrapping around your waist and burying his face in the crook of your neck.

”Such a buzzkill, don’t tell me you’re already taking her from us.” Bunny teased and fake pouted at your soon-expected departure.

”I think we both have had enough for tonight, don’t you think, darling?” he murmured, turning to look at you while resting his chin on your shoulder.