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“Toilet’s broken, but there’s a gas station down the block. Have yourself a nice evening. Somewhere else. Far away. Preferably on another planet.”
“You don’t know me, but I’m as stubborn as a drunk goat on a narrow bridge.” I made a face at her. “That’s the dumbest metaphor I’ve ever heard.”
“What’s with the drunk goats? You spend a lot of time around alcoholic farm animals?”
“Cut me some slack! This is the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to me. Which is saying something, considering I once accidentally joined a cult because they had really good tacos.”
“But—but—I haven’t fallen for you! I don’t even like you much, let alone love you! I’d happily push you in front of a speeding train if I thought it would make a good story!” His look soured. “Gee, how sweet. I’m touched.”
“And she hates me.” “She sounds like a very intelligent person.”
that’s your roundabout way of trying to say I really am in love with you, I just don’t realize it yet, you’ve got broken front teeth in your immediate future.”
“It must be such a relief to be so unburdened by logic.”
It figured I’d fall for a witch. My taste in women always ran toward the feral ones.
Had I once . . . loved him? Or maybe I had indigestion, which would make much more sense.
