We're Doing It

Riley

"Whatever," I mumbled and pulled the bacon off onto a plate Charlotte had gotten ready for me while I was lost to thought.

"Is this the line you have to record?" She laughed and moved up beside me. "I'm not sure I could get this out without laughing."

I glanced over at it and snatched it from her hands. "Do the eggs for us. I jack them up every time, and yes... this is the line."

"Say it for me."

"No." I walked back to the breakfast bar and picked up my coffee. "Why do they have to make women look like weak sex-hungry creatures in these movies? Ethan is man enough to keep the attention of the audience without having to dim his co-star. It's dumb."

"Say the line." She glanced over her shoulder. "Use that sexy voice that got us into the club and got me a handful of limes last night."

"You clean the bathroom and the kitchen and I'll do it." I looked up.

"Just the kitchen. The bathroom is all you. That's your fucking mess." She picked up the plate of bacon and set it in front of me,