Page 78 of The Love Lie
Sam:Cooper.
Cooper:Yes?
Sam:That’s not casual.
Cooper:It’s the truth.
Sam to Winnie:Shit. Shit. Shit.
Winnie:I’m going to assume this has something to do with the cowboy?
Sam:I cannot be falling for him, Winnie.
Sam:I can’t.
Winnie:Why the hell not?
Sam:I just…
Winnie:Did you just scream? And not in the fun way?
Winnie:That’s it. Phone sex or no phone sex, I’ll be in your room in ten minutes with margaritas.
Sam:It’s 11 a.m. on a Sunday, Win.
Winnie:Exactly.
Sam to Cooper:What are the five things you hate most about me?
Cooper:What the hell kind of question is that?
Sam:Just answer it.
Cooper:1. I hate that you ask stupid questions.
Sam:That doesn’t count.
Cooper:2. I hate that you won’t let me kiss you.
Sam:You know that’s not what I mean, Cooper.
Cooper:3. I hate that you’re not even here and you’re already putting one foot out the door.
Sam:Ugh. Never mind.
Cooper:4. I hate that you’re a secret.
Cooper:5. I hate that you live in New York.
Cooper:You know what? Scratch that last one. Because if I’m being honest, you live rent free in my goddamn mind. Every free second I get, you’re the first thing I think about and it would actually be really fucking annoying if I didn’t like it so much. So you better not be backing out on me, Cuj.
Sam:Are we sure this visit is a good idea?
Cooper:Yes.
Sam:Because I’ve been lying here for an hour, unable to sleep, staring at my packed bags, trying to come up with five things I hate about you, Cooper. It’s this little game I play. And for the first time in my life, I can only come up with one thing.
Cooper:Dammit, Sam. Pick up the phone.
