AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Why would I sit on your lap?” I ask.
“Because you don’t have a couch anymore and the chairs are placed six feet apart.”
“Then we’ll move them closer.”
He walks over there. “Okay, but I liked my idea better.”
So did I, so why did I say that? He’s acting all flirty and sexy, which is just what I want, and then I shut him down.
Once the chairs are moved and we’re seated, I turn to him. “Did you accomplish your goal?”
His brows furrow. “What goal?”
“Your writing goal for today. I assume you did or you wouldn’t be over here.”
“Yeah. I did.”
“And you’re happy with what you wrote?”
“I don’t know yet. I’ll find out when I read it tomorrow. I need time away from it before I read it again.”
“So tell me more about your writing process.”
“I don’t really have a process. This is my first book.”
“But you’ve been writing a long time, right? Like in college? You never told me where you went to college.”
“I didn’t.”
“You didn’t go to college?”
“No. But I’ve taken writing classes and gone to some writing workshops.”
“Weren’t your parents—I mean, your dad—wasn’t he upset you didn’t go to college?”
“Not really. He knew it wasn’t right for me.”
“Huh. I just assumed you went to college, not that it’s bad you didn’t.”
“Why’d you assume I went?”
“I don’t know. You just seem like someone who went to college. I imagined you going to some East Coast school, the kind that has stone buildings with ivy growing up the sides.”
“Where every day I wear a navy blazer and khakis to class?” he kids. “And at night I put on my polo shirt and drink until I pass out?”
I laugh. “Yes. Exactly. That’s how I pictured you spending your college years.”
“Sorry to disappoint you but that didn’t happen.”
“But your sister went, right?”
“My what?”
“Your sister. She went to college, right?”
He sits up straighter. “Design school. She didn’t go to a traditional college.”
“Which school?”
