She kissed me.
Gemma:
WHAT?! Invite her to game night!
Isaac:
Was this before or after you promised her a free tree?
Gemma:
I need to see what this woman looks like.
Can you send a pic?
No.
That’s weird.
Isaac:
Say you need a photo for your farm’s social media page or something.
Gemma:
Oooo. I like this idea. Good thinking.
That wouldn’t make you suspicious, Gemma?
Gemma:
No, it would. I’m not falling for one of your harebrained schemes.
God. You guys are useless.
I’m not getting tricked into taking a photo for you.
But he felt so good, he didn’t care about anything other than replaying the memory of that night again.
