Page 78 of Dirty Plans


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No researching me.

My mouth pops open.Rude.

Why not?

You might not like what you find.

*raises eyebrow slowly* Oh, really? Are there bodies buried somewhere?

Erm… No comment.

Pft.

Ah, hell. You’re not getting any more than that, Sherlock.

We’ll see. *raises eyebrow and cracks knuckles*

All this eyebrow-raising and you haven’t even said which one. I can’t visualize properly.

It’s more mischievous not knowing.

Hmmm. It must be the left one, then. LOL!

You might be right.

Most people can’t raise their right eyebrow properly. So, I’ll take my chances with the left.

I can technically do both. *switches*

As if he can see me, I switch which eyebrow I’m arching back and forth like a wave.

That’s not fair. I can only do the left with a little arch on the right.

If you could see me, you’d be laughing. I’m trying to get my right eyebrow to arch. Instead, I’m cursing your name.

Bwahahaa! I wish I could see that!

In the words of a Goddess friend of mine, “Pft.”

I stare at the word for far too long.Goddess.

Not just friend.Goddess.

I swallow hard and type back so it doesn’t seem like I’m hung up on his words.

LOL! Are you picking on me, sir?

Oooh, didn’t know there was any other way to be? *raises devilish eyebrow*

*narrows eyes* Hmph.

An epic rebuttal. *raises eyebrow & slow claps*

Eyebrows are my thing. You find your own, dammit. :P

I glance at the clock on my phone and my jaw drops open. I’ve been sitting here texting for the past couple ofhours. It felt like minutes.

Also… Holy crap! It’s after one in the morning. As much fun as this is, I think we better go to bed.

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