Page 71 of Perfect Pursuit

I burst into laughter. “Okay. I’ll go shopping.”

I ended up in a lingerie boutique in Seven Virtues by virtue of the fact they had a silk robe in the window that perfectly matched the green of Ethan’s eyes. Wishing my mother could be with me, I take a picture of the sets I’m debating buying and hit the first face that pops up.

Fallon:

Which set do you think I should buy?

I attach two photos and press Send. Figuring it will take my mother a few minutes to reply, I move into a different section of the local boutique and flip through racks of lingerie.

Ethan:

Christ, Fallon. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?

Fallon:

Oops. Wrong text. Sorry. My bad.

Ethan:

Your bad?

Ethan:

Why the fuck are you taking pics of yourself in lingerie?

Ethan:

And just who the hell did you mean to send those pics to? ??

Fallon:

Mama.

Ethan:

Oh.

Fallon:

Oh? That’s what you have to say?

Ethan:

Hi to your mother.

Fallon:

Not, oh sorry? Not oh, you look hot? Not oh, yeah, I was a jealous ass?

Ethan:

Take your pick.

Ethan:

Christ, Fal, when the hell are we going to be in the same room again?

Ethan:

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