After running around and getting everything we needed for tonight and putting it all away in the appropriate spots, short of the DVDs, which I left on the counter, I told Logan I was going to call my dad and disappeared into the bedroom. It wasn't like I was hiding what we were going to talk about from Logan. He pretty much knew anyway. How things
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"That was pretty much my reaction when my dad told me, too. Disbelief that she actually thought to ask him without needing something and known you wouldn't actually believe it when I told you. He was less than thrilled with that response, believe me." I told him, "But yeah, I don't know... he just told me to tell you she'd been in asking if he knew where you were. I know, it's weird."
"He also said the same thing I did - that if you did it, there wouldn't be so many people trying to make you look guilty." I pointed out when he said he thought my dad already thought he was innocent. It's true. He would have been trying even harder to keep me away from Logan otherwise, but it's not entirely the point. "And I'm sorry, I just thought he should ( ... )
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"This is cooking?" I asked, raising my eyebrows, "Really now? 'Cause somehow I think the offer of frozen pizza on the boat's closer to cooking than this is, honey." I pointed out, my voice laced with light sarcasm. "But I'll give you points for getting me food, how's that sound?"
He starts to tug up his shirt, and I'd make some comment about that being unsanitary, if not for what he did with the left over ice cream the last time we did this. Instead all I do is laugh, "Well, you could." I smiled, leaning on the counter. "Won't find me complaining, anyway."
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"And this is my cooking," I pointed out, motioning towards the bowls of ice cream as I sprinkled red cherry flavored jelly beans over them. "But if you really want a banquet one night I swear I'll do that whole thing with real Kraft Dinner and not some generic brand. I'll still and even open up that little package of orange powder stuff. It will be served with the good china," I tell her, amused.
Discarding my shirt completely, I tossed it towards it. "You've heard of Naked Chef, haven't you?" My smirk tightened on my face as I picked up the whipped cream can and shook it. "Or I could do some sort of Varsity Blues thing," I offered. "Maybe, just maybe, you were the one who won the lottery."
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