Playing (Inked Hearts 2)

Walker: Shit. Where's my marker? I need to make another note. Remind babes you're thinking of them.

Iris: Were you?

Walker: Yeah. I was thinking about how good my name sounds on your lips.

Iris: It does.

Walker: About pinning your thighs to my bed and licking you until you're screaming it again.

Iris: I didn't scream.

Walker: I didn't bark.

Iris: Point taken.

Walker: How was studying?

Iris: Hard. Statistics aren't my strong suit. I need to really understand them to do research.

Walker: Makes sense.

Iris: It's late.

Walker: Is that a "I'm heading to bed" or "this is a booty call, isn't it?"

Iris: Isn't it?

Walker: No. I have family staying at my place. And I'm not that tacky.

Iris: No?

Walker: What about me is tacky?

Iris: What about me being fresh out of a relationship is "ah"?

Walker: You seemed like you wanted to be out of your head.

Iris: I did. Nothing about you is tacky. Assuming you're not about to send a dick pic.

Walker: Only if you ask nicely.

Iris: Would you really?

Walker: Don't know. I never have. I don't really think about shit that way. I take things as they come.

Iris: Maybe later.

Walker: Iris, you have to stop toying with my ego.

Iris: Do I?

Walker: Yeah.

Iris: Or?

Walker: Or you'll hurt my feelings.

Iris: That's it?