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KAYLA:I don’t remember you being such a bore last summer

BODI:Last summer I thought I was never going to see you again

KAYLA:You’re such a liar.

BODI:Hardly.

KAYLA:Want me to pull up the text messages you sent me before Friendsgiving?

BODI:You still have those?

KAYLA:Fuck yeah I do. I’m saving them like love letters for when our kids are older.

BODI:We’re not having kids.

KAYLA:You’re hurting Oliver’s feelings.

BODI:Who’s Oliver?

KAYLA:Our future son.

BODI:No fucking way I’m calling my son Oliver.

KAYLA:Why not? It’s supposed to be the favorite boy name in Australia. I thought you’d like that.

BODI:You do realize I have been in the states since I was twelve?

KAYLA:That explains your lack of aussie slang.

BODI:What the hell is aussie slang anyway?

KAYLA:You know, barbie, woop woop, bloke, g’day.

BODI:Did you just google that?

KAYLA:Not the point

BODI:Do you need anything Kayla?

KAYLA:Your dick, but you won’t give it to me.

BODI:You’re not getting my dick.

KAYLA:Fine, I’ll just go find another dick.

BODI:Are you shitting me?

KAYLA:Did I just hear you growl?

BODI:No.

KAYLA:Pretty sure Agnes heard it too LOL.

KAYLA:Jealous?

BODI:Get back to work, Kayla.

Three hours later.

KAYLA:How do you feel about clowns?

BODI:I need more information

KAYLA:For the New Year’s Reception.

BODI:NO.

KAYLA:Acrobats?

BODI:NO.

KAYLA:Fire eater?

BODI:It’s a New Year’s reception. Not a damn circus.

KAYLA:A cotton candy stall then.

BODI:NO.

KAYLA:Oh, come on. You can’t go wrong with cotton candy.

BODI:It’s pure sugar.

KAYLA:Exactly. PURE DELICIOUSNESS. Don’t tell me you don’t eat cotton candy at a carnival.

BODI:I don’t go to the carnival

KAYLA:For a rich motherfucker you’re seriously missing out.

BODI:I’m too busy for kid things.

KAYLA:You did not just trash the carnival. It’s the best thing there is.

BODI:It’s bad food and rides that make you puke.

KAYLA:I don’t see any issues.

KAYLA:I found a carnival not far from here.

BODI:We’re not going to the carnival.

KAYLA:Why not. It can be our second date.

BODI:We never had a first date.

KAYLA:The opinions are divided on that matter.

BODI:Get back to work, Kayla.

She bursts through the door ten seconds later, and I lean back in my chair.

“Seriously, though, what is wrong with a carnival theme?”

“I thought I told you to go back to work?” I’m doing my best to sound reprimanding, scolding. But like always, either I fail miserably, or she really doesn’t give a shit.

She waves her hand in the air, brushing my comment away. “This is work. You told me I needed to plan a reception. That’s what I’m doing.”

Without asking, she plants her ass in the chair in front of my desk, and I exhale in surrender.

“No, you’re organizing a kids’ party.”

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