“Hello, princess.” I stop in front of her, inclining my head toward the front door. “Do you want to come in?” “Do you have furniture yet?” My lips quirk. “No, I’m waiting for you.” She rolls her eyes. “You don’t need me to buy furniture for your house, Chris.” “It’s our house, Mallory, and we’ll furnish it together.” An exasperated sigh parts her lips. “I don’t even know why I come over here.”
Love this banter!
