“Oops.”
Lexie looked over her shoulder at Max. “Oops?”
He didn’t look up from the laptop balanced on his knees when he grunted at her.
Lexie waited for him to elaborate. He didn’t. “Max! What do you mean ‘oops’?”
“Nothing. Nothing.” The sound of his fingers on the keyboard filled the tight space of the car.
“Maximillian! You can’t say ‘oops’, follow it with ‘nothing’ and expect me to belie-“
“Shut up.”
Lexie glared at him in the rearview mirror. “I swear by all that’s holy and not, Max, I’m going to come over this seat and kill you myself.”
Lexie looked over her shoulder at Max. “Oops?”
He didn’t look up from the laptop balanced on his knees when he grunted at her.
Lexie waited for him to elaborate. He didn’t. “Max! What do you mean ‘oops’?”
“Nothing. Nothing.” The sound of his fingers on the keyboard filled the tight space of the car.
“Maximillian! You can’t say ‘oops’, follow it with ‘nothing’ and expect me to belie-“
“Shut up.”
Lexie glared at him in the rearview mirror. “I swear by all that’s holy and not, Max, I’m going to come over this seat and kill you myself.”
2 comments:
I liked this little look at this couple. That was a lot to squeeze into 100 words.
Thank you!
Max and Ophelia both surprise me by showing up in the oddest places, in the strangest situations, and I'm always highly amused if they happen to be there at the same time.
I really wish I knew the rest of this particular story.
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