Jun 28, 2011 09:21
She waited by the door. He remained in the hammock.
Mira chuckled, keys in hand.
"I'm leaving." Alexa repeated.
"Nap." Mark's ugly ass hat was over his eyes.
"Fine." She grabbed her purse, with a flounce. "Lazy." Turning to Mira, she spoke loudly, as they walked towards her Jeep. "So, which do you want to do first? Lingerie shopping, or the pole dancing class at the gym..."
Mira rolled her eyes and didn't even look back at Mark.
Peek...blink...lift of head...
By the time they had seat belts buckled, he was in the back seat, like Scipio wanting a doggie treat, and Mira was snorting with laughter. "Pavlov's dog."
"Yup." Alexa grinned. Good boy!
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