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?