Against All Odds

Chapter 13

Killian: Everything Ok?

Stella: Yeah, Bray is here.

Killian: Awesome! Power's out, so Sipho and I are vegging on the sofa.

Stella: Ugh... sometimes I wish I was a guy. Salon is busy. Going in for a wax now.

Killian: Ouch.

Stella: Yup. All over ouch.

Killian: How much ALL are we talking about...?

Stella: Wouldn't you like to know.

Killian: Yes. Yes I would.

Stella: I'll never tell.

Killian: I have ways.

Stella: So do I.

Killian: Mmm, I am aware of your ways.

Stella: And that means??

Killian: Three words: Midnight Kitchen Kisses.

Stella: Oof. I was wondering when you'd bring that up.

Killian: Shouldn't I have?

Stella: Certainly not. MKK's should be treated with the utmost of discretion.

Killian: MKK's, huh? Sounds like I've joined a special club.

Stella: It's very special. And VERY secret. As in... probably should definitely not be talking about it secret.

Killian: But what if I want to talk about it? Or, hypothetically speaking, what if I wanted another MKK?

Stella: Hypothetically speaking... I would be lying if I said that I didn't.

Killian: Interesting.

Stella: Hypothetically interesting?

Killian: No...

Stella: Ok then...

Killian: Don't be vague, Huxley. I'm half-inclined to drag you into a room and kiss you again... or talk about kissing you again.

Stella: I am a girl of action. The former is more appealing.

Killian: For me, too. But we're going to have to talk about it sometime.

Stella: Way to mood kill, Kills.

Killian: Not my intention, though I am serious.

Stella: Maybe later? When I am not surrounded by so much oestrogen and excited wedding party members.

Killian: Your aversion tactics are remarkable, but fine. I'll let it go for now.

Stella: You are wonderfully magnanimous. It must be such a burden.

Killian: It is. You'll never understand.

Stella: Huh. And here I was just about to tell you all sorts of things about the treatments I've had done.

Killian: Sure you were.