Tom stood back up and put his arm around both of their shoulders so that Tom was in the middle of them.

"Bert's fault is why he offered Eve a meal when I was looking for an answer whether Eve still loves you or not! You're Eve's type! If this arsehole hadn't accidentally coughed and offered food, we would've been able to get the answer, wouldn't we?" Tom stared at the two.

For a moment Allan was silent trying to digest Tom's words as well as Bert.

But it was Bert who realised first, Bert removed Tom's hand from his shoulder and then with a nod, Bert hurriedly said.

"Hmm...like...