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She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and clears her throat.
“I’m not sorry about that,” I say preluding what she’s likely thinking. She looks at me, her lips parted, but says nothing.
“I’m sorry that I took advantage of your panic, but I’m not sorry that I kissed you.” I tell her.
“Okay,” she says quietly.
“I told you that I wanted to get to know you, and that includes in whichever way,” I say.
“I think that our situation is a little more complicated though,” she says.
“We can’t annul the wedding, we would have to get a full divorce, why rush it?” I ask.
“You can’t be serious?” her hand with a French fry freezes mid-air.
“If we get a divorce tomorrow or a month from now, it’s the same thing.” I shrug.
“A month from now? You realize that we live in two separate places.”
“Is this our first fight? Over when to get a divorce?” I grin.
“I mean why fight the inevitable?” She asks. “We can’t stay married.”
“Yes, yes we can.”
“No, Maxwell, we can’t.”
“Please, no more of this Maxwell stuff. Max, please? It sounds so formal. Considering that our tongues were just in each other’s mouths, you don’t need to be so formal.”
“You’re impossible. Listen, you’re acting hasty, I think this low elevation has gotten to your brain,” she tells me.
“I don’t make hasty decisions—well, Vegas was one thing—but I don’t make hasty decisions. I think it would be nice to get to know one another. Something drew us together that night—”
“Yeah, alcohol.” she interrupts.
“Besides that. Maybe being married to one another can benefit us. I know that, I have enjoyed your company and I like what I’ve gotten to know of you so far, what can it hurt?”
“How are you serious?”
“Listen, Peyton. I’m attracted to you. I’m not going to deny it, and if you’re attracted to me—which that kiss kind of answered that—then let’s take advantage of our situation. What fun is it to get a divorce when we’re not entirely sure that is a good idea.”
She must be a witch. I’m under her spell and I’m not sure what I’m saying anymore.
She looks to be contemplating my words.
“Okay, let me get this straight, you want to date me?”
“I think that would be a good way to put it,” I nod.
“And what about the fact that I live here in Los Angeles and you do not?”
“Easy. There’s this form of transportation that was invented that makes traveling long distances easy. I can come to you and you can come to me. During the work week, there’s video calls or whatever. I’m here for another six days, and like I said, I want to see you, a lot while I’m here.”
“There’s no long run here, I work here and you work there. I sincerely doubt that as a partner you can just up and move to Los Angeles. And I think it would be presumptuous that I would drop my work and friends here to move to where you are.”
“Let’s not make those type of statements this early on in our marriage. We take this one day at a time. Hell, there’s the small possibility that you may not like me overall.”
“What about you not liking me?” She asks.
