Page 67 of Yours, Forever
Not to say anything about my own diverting thoughts. The more I pondered on it, the more eagerness bubbled up inside.
I wouldn't push her. I would only offer a vision, one she may one day choose to partake in… and it was never too soon to start.
I took my phone out.
Max: too busy to come join us? I feel bad we're having so much fun and you're working
Eva: it's the small business owner life
Max: the whole town is here. Have you even had any customers?
Eva: a few stragglers. Iced coffee, shaken for everyone
Max: I've seen a few rEvalution cups. In fact, check this
Eva: is that a cropped picture of someone drinking my coffee?
Max: it is cropped because I don't have their consent to share
Eva: I recognize Mateo's hand, darling. I saw him and that ring an hour ago.
Max: did you just call ME darling?
Eva: you call me darling all the time, it slipped
Max: I knew you secretly liked it
Eva: I do not. I have accepted my fate, is all, and I don’t know what else to call you
Max: darling, mi amor, love of my life, mi media naranja, mi otra mitad, even mi peor es nada if I've annoyed you
Eva: how about I call you Max?
Max: maybe with time you'll change your mind.
Eva: I just think it's funny you get so… posh
Max: darling isn't posh and, if it is, it's the English tutor's fault. Now, darling. Will you join us?
Eva: not today, but I will tomorrow if you insist
Max: I insist. Vehemently. Assertively. I could write an essay about it. A speech if you prefer
Eva: Right, you also had a rhetoric tutor
Max: it will start thusly – "allow me to postulate my wife's many virtues"
Eva: LOL stop
Max: you always ask me to stop :(
Eva: you're always making jokes like that. Why?
Max: Can't I compliment my wife?
Eva: You don't need to compliment me to make this work
Max: but I want to
