Dinner for six?

Mr Will stood facing the refrigerator, its door was wide open as he scanned the content of the fridge with his eyes. He deliberated on the choice of food.

“Hey honey, what’s you doing?” his wife’s voice came from behind him.

“Hm... just picking up something for dinner for the three of us” he said, back still facing her.

“You mean, dinner for three or for six?” the woman said again, before he felt her hands on his shoulders from behind.

“What do you mean by that?” he asked, slightly confused. He turned to face her, but her face was buried on his chest. She giggled lightly before she lifted her gaze to meet his’. His jaw dropped on seeing the face of the woman. His eyes widened in shock as he stood still at the spot. His mind failed him as he began to shiver.

‘’Will...! Will...! Will...!” a voice kept calling out.