TIFFANY'S POV

They were at the dining table having dinner, and Shawn was on his phone.

“You know it's wrong to press your phone while eating, right?” Tiffany asked and he looked up.

“Are you my mum now?” He asked, giving her a coy look.

“Well, you were not my father when you asked me to stop talking while eating the order day.” Tiffany retorted.

“Wow! Are you getting back at me now?” Shawn asked, creasing his eyebrows.

“Maybe, I am. You are obviously preaching what you don't practice.” Tiffany said, rolling her eyes.

“Wait. I never talked about pressing your phone while eating, I only talked about talking while...