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“What’s that?”
“Don’t fall in love with me, big...
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“I promise that won’t be ...
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“Is that a cha...
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“Do your worst, Princess.”
“God, you don’t even know what you just did, do you?” I ask, my smile spreading as I shake my head in disbelief, moving my purse over my shoulder. “If there’s one thing I love, it’s a challenge. Literally won an entire pageant just to see if I could. But you? You might become my favorite challenge yet.”
“Grumpy or not, I bet he’d be absolutely amazing in bed,”
I say you fuck him into a good mood.”
“Maybe he hates that he wants into my pants.”
“There’s our girl,”
“Don’t let those assholes win.
“God, you’re so dramatic,”
“You said it yourself, this is a glorified babysitting job, right? So there’s no real danger."
“Nope. You’re stuck with me,”
"You're like a British guard. I've gotta see if I can make you crack."
When everything is in, I grab my car bag and start to set up the passenger seat for myself, pulling out my fluffy pink blanket.
"A real passenger princess, aren't you?"
"The only real way to travel,"
“What kind of game are you playing where you need to make flowers?”
“A cozy faerie game,”
Something about knowing I’m getting under his skin makes me giggle and fills me with sunshine.
“You're a pain, you know that?”
“Okay, listen, we have to have a talk about this bullshit,” she says, standing in front of me, face fierce, hands on her hips, and glaring up at me. It takes everything in me to fight the smile because, fuck, she looks adorable like that, like an angry pixie. I bet if she put on the costume, she’d look like a dead ringer for Tinkerbell.
But something tells me that even though she’s all pink princess energy, she’s a rottweiler when she wants something.
That’s when I see it. A tiny pair of…ears pop up in her bag.
🐈
“What the fuck is that?”
🤣
A cat. In her bag.
cats out of the bag
"I know, I know you told me to stay, but just look at her. She's so sweet.”
🥺
“Did you leave anything?
“What?”
“At the pet store. Did you leave anything, or did you buy it all?”
“Where do you come up with this shit?”
“I read a lot,”
The one-bed trope is a classic in romance books.”
“You better not have lost my spot,”
him reading her book is 🥵
“Is this what you’re always reading in the car?” he asks, lifting the book back up.
“I mean, not that specifically. Sometimes, it’s vampires or faeries or hockey players. Cowboys is kind of new to me.”
“So those books…they’re all romance?”
“Yup.”
“What’s your favorite kind?”
“W...
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“There are different kinds, right? Like funny ...
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“Are you asking my favori...
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“I have no clue....
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“Well, since you asked.” I turn to him. “I like rom-coms most, romantic comedies. They’re a little funny and goofy, and kind of ou...
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I love grumpy sunshine, forced proximity, opp...
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“We fit a lot of my favori...
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“Even big, big man, small, s...
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“Do I even want to know what that means?”
“You know, she’s small and short and dainty. He’s a big, tall, muscled man. It’s hot, but I always wonder about the logistics. Just look at you and me. You’re a giant. We’d never be able to do doggy, you know?”
