“Um, I thought that Evan would have some fancy catering, not frozen peas.” “They’re not for eating Nikki.” I bite my lower lip to try to stretch out this moment for as long as possible, but I’m failing miserably. “They’re meant for my vagina. I’m trying to ice her back to health after the pounding Evan gave her last night.” Nikki goes wide eyed and silent. After a few moments I hear another woman’s voice. “Nikki, do you mind taking that call outside. We’ll continue the tour of the church while you’re out there, dear.”
