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“And you needed to see them fuck a flight attendant?”
“I couldn’t get the real deal,” she argued. “They needed to man the plane. But I figured there’d be some porn somewhere that would scratch my itch.”
“Are you the flight attendant in this scenario or the pilot?”
“I’m not sure yet.”
Conor peered at the pilots who were doing very bad things against the cockpit’s dashboard. “They’d have crashed the plane if they were flying and fucking in that position.”
Dead To Me grinned but made a ‘gimme’ motion with her hand and I returned the device to her just as mine vibrated. “You took a while to wake up.”
I ignored her to check my messages.
Conor: “Je l’aime a mourir” - Francis Cabrel
Me: French?
Conor: Don’t tell me you don’t speak it…
Me: I love her so much I could die… Stop with the sweet talk. I’m going to disintegrate in front of Cin and she’s not the kind of chick you disintegrate in front of.
Conor: Lol. True. :P
“You know I’m cranky when I first get up,” was my easy retort as I dropped my cell on the table and picked up the hot chocolate I knew she was responsible for.
“Is that what that noise was? You getting a splinter out of your hand?”
I flipped her the bird, then I watched as Conor rested his elbow on the table separating us and muttered, “Are you two always like this?”
“Pretty much,” she chirped.
He huffed then, head bowed, hid his grin in the coffee mug he was holding.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Can you imagine her and Kat locked together in an argument?”
The imagery had me cackling. “Dead To Me doesn’t like kids.”
“You’re not offended?” Conor queried, his surprise clear.
“Nah. I don’t like kids either. Just mine.”
Chuckling, he shook his head. “Have you met her, Cin?”
“Nope. But she’s getting to that interesting age, isn’t she? She doesn’t need any help eating or things like that.”
“How old do you think she is?” I grumbled. “She’s tenyearsold, not months.”
Cin wafted a disinterested hand. “Okay, less of the kid talk.” She shuddered with revulsion. “Let’s come up with a game plan. You two have already wasted an hour—”
“Jesus, we were in there an hour?”
“Yeah. The noises coming out of there sounded good or I’d have barged in and told you to hurry it the fuck up.”
Conor choked on his coffee, but me, I was just thinking about how long it had taken me to come.
Fuck, Conor waspatient.
