Stir Me (Rouse Me 2)

Still.

You're impossible.

I'll buy you a hundred lattes. With almond milk and honey. I'll buy an apartment over a coffee shop, and pay off a barista to deliver the coffee to us in bed.

What if he walks in on us having sex?

I reply. We'll make a little "Do Not Disturb" sign for the door.

That will only encourage him.

So we'll let him watch. It could be part of his payment.

And then we'll make out with nasty coffee breath?

Your breath is never nasty.

I appreciate the lies. But first thing in the morning? Forget about it.

I reply. Uh-huh. It's still fine. Even after three coffees. There's so much honey in them, that's all you taste like. Honey. I swear, sometimes I can't drink a cup of tea without thinking of you. Because of that faint taste of honey. It's so Alyssa. It's warm and sweet. Really, tea is the second best thing in the world.

After Law and Order?

After you, silly.

She replies. Sorry, but you're third at the very best. A distant third after coffee and tequila.

Please. You would absolutely rate your Kindle above me. That puts me in fourth at best.

Yeah, I forgot about my Kindle. You're right. Fourth. But you know, tea has been growing on me. I might have to push you back to fifth place.

What about acting? Shouldn't that go before me?

Yeah, I guess it should. But we better stop before you're out of the top 10.

I love you.

I love you too.

Tell me what you need, Ally, and I'll do it. I want to make this right.

You will. I just need more time.

Do you think you want to look for apartments with me? No pressure. I just need a feminine opinion.

Maybe in a little while. Not yet.

Okay. Well, you're welcome in the condo anytime. Even if it's to look through my things without my permission.

Hey, I thought we were over that.

I am. I just... if you need to talk, call. I'll shut my pretty mouth and listen.

God, it is a pretty mouth.

I miss you.

I miss you too.