James
I am not.
Ryan
Stop texting us and go stare at your hot wife.
James
I’m multitasking.
Luke
I hate being the single one.
Beau
What am I, chopped liver?
Luke
I need a girlfriend.
Nate
Last I checked, you have many female companions.
Luke
Are you calling me a slut?
Nate
Yes.
Luke
Fair enough.
“You know, there’s a whole sea out there if you want to look at it,” Maura says, interrupting my thoughts.
I put my phone back in my pocket. “Sorry. Answering texts from the guys.”
“What are they saying?”
“That Luke’s a slut.”
She nods. “Yes, I think I heard Brinley mention that.”
“Have you had a chance to look at today’s schedule?” I ask, sipping my orange juice.
“Why don’t you tell me all about it?” She bats her eyes playfully. “I know schedule talk is basically dirty talk for you.”
I chuckle and pull out my tablet. “We have another hour to shower and get ready. Then I thought we’d visit the Greek porphyry supplier’s quarry.”
Her smile widens. “We get to go to the actual quarry? Not just a storeroom?”
“I made a few calls.” I ignore the swell of pride in my chest at the way her eyes light up. “It's a bit of a hike to get there, but the scenery is beautiful.”
