“You’re my wife, Olivia. It would be a hell of a way to confirm it.”
I’d think he was teasing, but the look in his eyes tells me he’s not.
I hold out my hand. “Where’s your jersey?”
OLIVIA
Waverly
Ummm . . . where does Pops keep the earplugs?
Rafe
Locked up in the gun closet. Why?
Jasper
Don’t bother. They don’t work.
Waverly
Really? I need to sleep.
Rafe
Oh yeah. You might want to get a pair of the Apple ones I have.
Waverly
Are they noise canceling?
Rafe
Yup.
Logan
What the hell are you guys talking about?
Waverly
Don’t ask.
Logan
Then why did you include me in the text, Waves?
Waverly
Umm . . . I didn’t think.
Jasper
You’ve been loud as fuck, brother. Earplugs don’t even drown you two out.
Olivia
OMG. Stop.
