Playing (Inked Hearts 2)

Iris: Probably. It's been a while.

Walker: She's between places. She'll stay with my parents after this.

Iris: They still in Beverly Hills?

Walker: In a five-bedroom, three-bathroom with a pool.

Iris: You walked away from a pool?

Walker: My complex has a pool.

Iris: Whew. You have some sense.

Walker: No swimming for two weeks.

Iris: I won't. I promise.

Walker: After the two weeks, I'm going to take you surfing.

Iris: You are?

Walker: Yeah. I want to teach you.

Iris: Why?

Walker: Can't a guy have intentions besides seeing a babe in a clingy wetsuit?

Iris: Can he?

Walker: You ever surf?

Iris: No.

Walker: Then let me teach you.

Iris: Why?

Walker: 'Cause I want to. I don't have complicated motivations. I want something. I do it.

Iris: Okay. In two weeks. I'm supposed to try new things.

Walkers: Supposed to?

Iris: It's gonna sound stupid.

And I can't tell him.

Walker: I have a much higher bar for stupid than you do. I promise.

Iris: I'm doing this ten step program.

For life after addiction.

But I need to spin it some other way. I'm not letting another person look at me the way Alice did. I'm not letting anyone else hurt me like that.

I'm not telling anyone until I'm sure they're worth trusting. Until I'm sure I want to trust him. Until I'm sure I want more than easy.

Iris: For life after a breakup. And that's one of them. Trying new things. Finding new hobbies.