She tuts, and I snap back to reality.
“What?” I lean into her. “Too much for your little heart to handle?”
“Cut the crap! Just because I’ve only ever slept with one guy, doesn’t mean I’m a prude or anything.”
“Only one… You’ve only ever slept with Kirk?” I gasp and reach for the script. “Avert your eyes, sweet, innocent child.”
“Go to hell!” She lifts the pages where I can’t get to them.
“As you wish, then, but don’t say you haven’t been warned!”
Carter interrupts us. “So, what do you think?”
“It’s not bad. It’s got energy and depth.”
“Come again?” I snicker at her choice of words.
She ignores me. “Give me my smoothie.”
I hand her the drink, but instead of taking it from me, she mouths for the straw, sucking in a couple of long gulps. I sling an arm over the back of the couch and wait for Her Highness’s thirst to be quenched. She comes up for air, and when she tries to grab the straw between her lips again, I tease her by moving it away a couple of inches. Once she realizes what I’m doing, she glares at me, and we keep the stare-down going for a few seconds, until I try and shove the straw up her nose, and she snarls.
“You’re so annoying.”
“You’re so annoying, too.”
Carter clears his throat noisily and heads to my bedroom to make a call. When Lois gets to the last page, she skims the sex scene drafts.
“How is this position even physically possible?” She gnaws at a nail and squints, trying to visualize what she’s just read.
“Oh, believe me—it’s totally doable.”
“The girl can’t have her legs up there while the guy’s mouth is… Anyway, whatever. It’s impossible, unless this is set in a circus or something.”
“I’m telling you it is.”
“I’m telling you it isn’t.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way, Heartbreak, but I’m way more experienced.”
She rolls her eyes and glances at the hall, where Carter’s voice is booming through from my bedroom. She turns back to me and places a hand on my collarbone.
“Lie down.”
“Excuse me?”
“Allow me to show you how wrong you are,” she says, pressing down more firmly now.
I laugh, letting myself fall back as she shifts in her seat, giving me space to stretch out on the couch. I lace my hands behind my headand stare at her, laughter bubbling up inside me. She’s so serious, so focused as she climbs on top of me to straddle my stomach.
“I hope this is squashing you.” She grins at me nastily.
Holding on to the edge of the seat, she slips her calves on either side of my head and bites her lip, reading back over the passage before stretching and bending her leg.
“If I put this one here, and then…”
I wait patiently for her to finish her demo. I know she’s wrong, but this is too funny to stop.
“Hello? Can you work with me, here?”
