Page 128 of Breaking the Rules
I'm happy for them.
But I miss when I was Kaylee's favorite person in the world.
When she went to me before she went to Brendon.
It's hard, losing that.
Emma: Cute. Disgustingly cute. You're both disgusting.
Kaylee: Thank you.
Emma: You're welcome.
Kaylee: I do remember Hunter.
Emma: You do not.
Kaylee: I do too. He always smelled like booze.
He did.
Emma: He doesn't.
He smells good. Like salt and that earthy shampoo.
Emma: And he got all weird about me getting drunk last night.
Kaylee: Emma Kane!
Emma: It was a party. I was on a date.
Kaylee: With someone you trust?
Emma: I have two dads right now. I can't take a mom.
Kaylee: Seriously, Em. You know I worry.
I know. And, somehow, it's not obnoxious when she does it.
Kaylee: How'd he know you were drunk?
Emma: I asked him for a ride.
Kaylee: Was everything okay?
Emma: Seriously, Kay. I have a babysitter.
Kaylee: Say yes and I'll drop it.
Emma: I can lie.
Kaylee: Yeah, but you won't.
She's right.
I hate lying to her.
It's even worse than lying to myself.
