About earlier--"
My attention shifts behind Darren to a little blond boy in overalls trying to push his head between the rods of the railing.
Darren turns to see what I'm looking at and laughs. "You're gonna get stuck."
The boy looks up at him in confusion and yells something in another language. His mother rushes over and snatches his hand, giving both Darren and me the evil eye as she drags him away.
"Kids." Darren shrugs. "Do you want any?"
"Kids?" I choke. "Uh, I don't know. Probably. Someday. Not anytime soon, so don't get any ideas tonight back at the hotel." My cheeks flame from the shock of my own words and I conjure up a laugh to play it cool. Inappropriate jokes are Morgan's forte, not mine.
"Noted." Darren does a cough-laugh combo and rubs one of his ears.
My attention shifts behind Darren to a little blond boy in overalls trying to push his head between the rods of the railing.
Darren turns to see what I'm looking at and laughs. "You're gonna get stuck."
The boy looks up at him in confusion and yells something in another language. His mother rushes over and snatches his hand, giving both Darren and me the evil eye as she drags him away.
"Kids." Darren shrugs. "Do you want any?"
"Kids?" I choke. "Uh, I don't know. Probably. Someday. Not anytime soon, so don't get any ideas tonight back at the hotel." My cheeks flame from the shock of my own words and I conjure up a laugh to play it cool. Inappropriate jokes are Morgan's forte, not mine.
"Noted." Darren does a cough-laugh combo and rubs one of his ears.
( Kristin Rae )
[ Wish You Were Italian ]
www.QuoteSweet.com