Theo:Huh, maybe I was right, the heart grows fonder when I’m gone.
Renley:You’re not right. The rules don’t really matter since you leave at the end of the summer. Just have to get through it.
Theo:First of all, I don’t like that way of thinking. Second of all, I might just move here and get a job. What do you think about that?
Renley:I think you’re bluffing, because what kind of job would you get?
Theo:I heard of this sweets store that’s opening up. Seems promising and it will need a charismatic British fellow to bring those Willy Wonka vibes. I’m not much good at singing, but Ican charm just about anyone into buying five pounds of sweets. You’re welcome in advance.
Renley:We’re not hiring.
Theo:I work for cheap, Gossy. Unlike you, I’m not opposed to being paid with sexual favors.
Renley:Of course you’re not.
Theo:Only from you though, no one else. I don’t need you hiring Henrietta down at the freaking gross candle store to flash me her tits.
Renley:What happened to you becoming a lord? And what would your butler do?
Theo:I’d make him get plastic surgery so he looks like me, then shoot him back to England to become the lord I don’t want to be, and I’ll live a quiet life, working for Rudder’s while getting paid with nipple tweaks.
Renley:Your mind is far too active. You need to calm down on the daydreams.
Theo:Never when they involve you.
Renley:Flirting.
Theo:Yeah, I am. And I didn’t forget that you didn’t send me a picture of you.
Renley:I’m sweaty.
Theo:Just the way I want you.
Renley:Oh my God, Theo.
Theo:A little louder for me, love. And give me eye contact when you say it.
Renley:Goodbye.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
THEO
“I don’t like that I’ve been rushed,” Rupert says as he buckles up his seatbelt. “There were other things I wanted to do in Boston. I didn’t even get to try their lobsta roll.”
“We have to get back tonight.”
“Well, hello, boys,” Lamar says, turning in his seat.
“Lamar,” Rupert says, giving him a handshake. “I didn’t know the car service was sending you.”
“I saw that there was a trip to Cape Meril and I had a feeling it might be you two.”
“It’s us,” Rupert gleefully says.
Lamar glances at me. “So what’s the rush? Why didn’t you let my man get a lobster roll?”
“Because I have to get back to surprise Renley. She thinks I’m coming home tomorrow and I thought I could gauge her reaction and how much she missed me if I surprise her by coming home early.”
