Page 28 of Trying Sophie

Chapter Ten

Declan: Want to grab lunch this weekend?

Sophie:Well, well, well. Speak of the devil.

Declan: You were talking about me?

Sophie: No.

Declan: Liar. I think it’s cute. You miss me.

Sophie: I admit nothing of the kind. I was just wondering what you were up to.

Declan: So you were *thinking* about me. That’s much better. And I bet they were dirty thoughts, weren’t they? It’s okay, you can tell me if they were. I won’t think any less of you. In fact, it might make me like you even more.

Sophie: You’re incorrigible.

Declan: That’s what they tell me. *wink*

Declan:So, food?

Sophie: A girl does need to eat. What did you have in mind? Should I plan to meet you somewhere?

Declan: Name your poison and I’ll bring it to you.

Sophie: I’m not picky. Whatever you want is fine.

Declan: Oh Sophie. *shaking my head* You make this too easy.

Sophie: Oh be quiet! You know what I meant.

Declan: I do, but that doesn’t mean a guy can’t wish.

Sophie: That’s pretty much all you think about, isn’t it?

Declan: Yes. Pretty much.

Sophie: Did I already say you’re incorrigible?

Declan: I think this might be the third time.

Sophie: Well you are. And you shouldn’t say these kinds of things to me.

Declan: Why not? You know you like it.

Sophie: That’s neither here nor there.

Declan: Aha! So it’s true. You *do* like it when I tease you. You just don’t *want* to like it. Duly noted.

Sophie: How have you not been strangled to death by some exasperated women before now?

Declan: I wouldn’t mind you wrapping your hands around me. ;-)

Sophie: Goodbye Declan.

Declan: Goodbye Sophie.

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