WELLS: It ended well the last time. You came twice.
God.
I am so happy he is not standing in front of me because my cheeks instantly heat. And, of course, I have Nancy Drew sitting in front of me.
RORY: The record is four.
WELLS: I'm good at beating records. When can I see you again?
RORY: You can’t.
WELLS: Curfew? Boyfriend? I didn’t see one.
RORY: Morals.
WELLS: I wouldn’t know anything about those. Do you have an article that I can read?
I bark out in laughter and gain Chloe's immediate attention.
“What are you over there cackling about?” she asks with amusement. “Did some girl say she used a skin product in her vagina again?”
“No,” I reply. “Just saw a funny meme.”
RORY: Google it.
WELLS: I’m having fun right here. I can’t tell you how happy I was to see you again. You’re all sorts of trouble that I have a hard time resisting.
RORY: Which is why you should do it. You don’t need any more bad press.
WELLS: I wouldn’t call it bad. It gets me more fans.
Of the women variety, I’m sure.
However, that’s none of my business. The man is a freaking billboard of sexy. It’d be hard for a female to resist not looking at him.
RORY: Then bother one of them.
WELLS: You’re not a fan?
RORY: Did you see me with a Wolverine’s t-shirt on last night?
WELLS: I’d like to change that.
RORY: I have no doubt that you would. And I’m sure that would make your dick hard.
WELLS: You have no idea.
RORY: Go practice. Don’t you have a game tonight?
WELLS: I’m eating. And, yes, I do. Will you be watching?
RORY: I won’t be, but good luck. And go away.
WELLS: Listen, I know this is a slippery slope. I got reamed for it last night. However, I’m not one to give up that easily, and I think you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
RORY: That’s nice.
WELLS: Is that you being sarcastic or flattered?