Page 10 of Smooth Sailing
Paloma: I don’t believe you.
He grinned, even knowing they were blurring lines.
Max: I don’t want to get in trouble with HR
Paloma: We don’t work for the same company. And there is no HR. Spill, London
He hesitated for half a second, then answered.
Max: I had an interesting girlfriend from Chicago a few years back
Paloma: My mind just exploded. Nice guys aren’t supposed to have swinging girlfriends.
Max: I’m a nice guy?
Paloma: Yup. But don’t change the subject. Did you try it?
Max tapped the heel of his socked foot. This was way out of business partner territory . . .
Paloma: Spill Maxwell
Paloma: Did I ever tell you my nephew’s name is Maxwell?
Max: Nope ??
Max: But I’m Maximilian - not Maxwell
Paloma: Are you kidding???? That’s your name???
Max stared at his phone. What was the big deal?
Max: Yeah. I’m named after my grandpa
Paloma: I read on Urban Dictionary the name means big penis in Russian
He choked on a sip of water. Laughing, he shook his head.
Max: It’s good to know Urban Dictionary has factual information
Paloma: Your new nickname is Big P
He snorted. Taking a sip of water, he swallowed it and his grin.
Max: Absolutely not
Max: And I’m telling HR
Paloma: We still don’t have HR. And you aren’t my employees or vice versa
Paloma: Now stop changing the subject
Paloma: Big P
Paloma: Did you swing?
He rubbed his forehead with this palm. This conversation had spiraled way out of professional territory. No since stopping now.
Max: Once
