Me
Fine. See you then.
Avery
Where’s your enthusiasm, Duncan?
Me
See you then!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Avery
Being a smart ass doesn’t look good on you.
Me
What is Avery’s coffee order?
Maven
Why are you asking for her coffee order?
Me
I’m being a nice person. Waving the white flag.
Maven
Bullshit. Three nights ago, you complained about her for twenty straight minutes.
Me
Yeah, because she was annoying me.
Come on, Mae.
Maven
She gets an ice blonde roast. Light ice, with an extra pump of vanilla.
Me
Thanks. Give Dallas a kiss for me.
Maven
You boys are so weird.
I don’t havea lot of confidence in Avery showing up to this meeting of ours despite the fact she set it up.
I haven’t talked to her since the preseason game where our teams played against each other, and it’s been radio silent on her end too. There hasn’t been so much as a snarky comment on one of the Titans’ posts, and I’m concerned I did something wrong.
Fucking her in my office was accidental, obviously.
I don’t know how or why it happened, only that it did, and it was the stupidest thing I could’ve ever done.
I’d just gotten the idea of her out of my head, and then there she was. On my couch. Opening her thighs and telling me she thought about me when she touched herself, and I turned into an idiot without an ounce of goddamn self-control.
