12-16-2014, 10:39 AM
Emily took her call. While she was gone, Connor continued. "Only one, huh? Hmm....You know, you need to take me down there. I think I might need one too. I've shot a rifle a few times, but a handgun might be nice."
He smiled and felt goofy like a stupid teenager.
He remembered a movie he'd watched with his dad, back when his dad was on his James Bond kick- which, he remembered, included trying every type of martini he could find. "Maybe a gold one."
He laughed. "I'll change my name to Scaramanga and get a third nipple."
Likely no one else would get it- they were all too young- but he didn't care. Ayden made him feel a kid again. He'd just turned 46 and while he still had as much energy as ever, there was no denying that he wasn't a kid any more. Gray in your stubble sort of made that pretty clear.
Still feeling like a kid, he turned to Giovanni. "What about you, man?"
He'd noted the guy had been sparring. "You wanna go a few rounds in the gym?"
With Ayden there, he felt like he had an audience. A part of him wanted to show off a bit to her.
He smiled and felt goofy like a stupid teenager.
He remembered a movie he'd watched with his dad, back when his dad was on his James Bond kick- which, he remembered, included trying every type of martini he could find. "Maybe a gold one."
He laughed. "I'll change my name to Scaramanga and get a third nipple."
Likely no one else would get it- they were all too young- but he didn't care. Ayden made him feel a kid again. He'd just turned 46 and while he still had as much energy as ever, there was no denying that he wasn't a kid any more. Gray in your stubble sort of made that pretty clear.
Still feeling like a kid, he turned to Giovanni. "What about you, man?"
He'd noted the guy had been sparring. "You wanna go a few rounds in the gym?"
With Ayden there, he felt like he had an audience. A part of him wanted to show off a bit to her.