Page 97 of Playing (Inked Hearts 2)

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My backpack buzzes.

My cell.

Walker: What are you doing?

I should work. I have a lot to do.

But I have all night. A little break can't hurt.

Iris: Thinking about you naked.

Walker: Ditto.

Iris: About me or yourself?

Walker: Myself. I'm too fine. It hurts.

Iris: It's true. Looking at you is like looking at the sun. If you do it directly, you'll burn your corneas.

Walker: It's my curse.

Iris: Is this a booty call?

Walker: At four in the afternoon?

Iris: It's happened before.

Walker: To you?

Iris: My lips are sealed.

Walker: What are you really doing?

Iris: Trying to decide on my summer internships.

Walker: What are your options?

Iris: There's a great one in New York.

Walker: Manhattan?

Iris: Yeah. And a few here. Well, driving distance. One in San Diego. Did I tell you I went to USCD?

Walker: Take that one.

Iris: Won't you miss me?

Walker: I'll be at your place every day off.

Iris: Surfing every morning?

Walker: Of course.

Iris: You do seem like the San Diego type.

Walker: What's that mean?

Iris: You know exactly what it means.

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