Better Than the Movies

“Ready to party?”

Not at all. “Hey—don’t ditch me until I find Michael, okay?”

“Call me ‘Wessy,’ and I totally won’t.”

I snorted. “Fine. If you ditch me, Wessy, I will stab you with the keg tap.”

“My little Libby is such a savage.”

“But what if I wanted to declare my intentions to your father?”

“Your intentions?” I stopped beside his car. “Do you mean how you intend to irritate me for multiple hours in a row tonight?”

He hit unlock and opened the door for me. “I was actually referring to the way I intend on blowing off the party entirely to use your body as a human shield at the paintball range.”

“You’re late.”

“You’re stunning.”

“You’re forgiven.”

—Pretty Woman