Hayden:So what you’re trying to tell me is that you would like to borrow my shoes. Anytime babe, you don’t even have to ask.
Adalyn:Don’t you wear a seven in men? That won’t work.
Hayden:Feeling spicy today, are we?
Adalyn:I think it’s the sugar high from the fritters.
Hayden:How many have you eaten?
Adalyn:I don’t want to say.
Hayden:I’ve seen you take down an entire sheet cake, so your fritter consumption won’t faze me.
Adalyn:I didn’t take down an entire sheet cake. Don’t you dare text lie.
Hayden:It’s called embellishing for comedic effect.
Adalyn:Well since I’m feeling larger than normal, you can cut down on the embellishing, funny boy.
Hayden:Honest comment coming - - > You look gorgeous.
Adalyn:You just want to know how many fritters I’ve eaten today.
Hayden:Yes but I do think you’re gorgeous, so you can’t change my mind about that.
Adalyn:Took an extra dose of charming today, I see.
Hayden:To match your spice. Now tell me, how many?
Adalyn:This is so embarrassing . . . four.
Hayden:*eyes pop out of sockets* FOUR??
Adalyn:I hate you.
Hayden:Nah, impossible.
* * *
“Are you ready, Holmes?” Chris asks, sitting next to me, wrapping his goalie stick.
“Yeah, feeling good. What about you?” I nudge his shoulder with mine.
“A little beat up from this weekend, but other than that, ready to go.” Eyeing my phone in my hands, Chris says, “Shannon told me you took fritters to the office this morning.”
I lean back against the locker. “Just trying to win over my girl.”
“Yeah, well, don’t drown the rest of us in the process. Shannon was telling me how we’ve lost our spark, because I don’t take her bakery treats at the office.”
“Oh shit.” I laugh. “Did she say that?”
“Called me once you left, asked me to bring her a latte to go with the fritter that the handsome new guy brought into the office.”
“And did you?”
“Of course I did. I can’t have you showing me up. I brought lattes for everyone, damn it.”
Laughing and shaking my head, I say, “That is one happy doctor’s office.”
