27. Wren
Daddy Wilson: I think Caffrey needs you to come over tonight.
Me: You said that yesterday.
Daddy Wilson: I am not above using your love for my dog as an excuse to get to see my girl.
Me: At this rate I might as well be living there. I haven’t spent a night at home in over a week.
Daddy Wilson: I am not opposed to the idea. And we both know Caffrey would love it.
Me: We have to tell people before we can even joke about that.
Daddy Wilson: In a few weeks, that won’t be an issue anymore.
Me: And here I was thinking that in a few weeks, it’s going to be a major issue.
Me: I know, I know, you’re rolling your eyes at me.
Daddy Wilson: You know me so well. And since you haven’t said no, I’ll order dinner.
Me: Yes, please. Don’t cook.
Daddy Wilson: You never used to give me so much shit about my cooking.
Me: Because back then, eating at your place was one of only a few ways I could see you. Now I get to do that without choking down bad food.
Daddy Wilson: Don’t sass me, baby girl.
Me: What if I like the punishment?
Daddy Wilson: You’re going to kill me.