“Just— I was just surprised that Azeer’s capable of being a husband.” “You and me both.” I reach to hand him a Sooper biscuit. “Thank you, wife.” Azeer appears, plucks it out of my hand, and pops it in his mouth, barricading himself between us. “Delicious. What are we talking about?” “I was trying to get to know Alina,” Shahzad says calmly. “Don’t bother. She’s a lot to unpack— Oof!”
