#m:nala

“your tag line should be get you a woman who can do both. because i am in constant swoon mode around you. not sure if it’s good for my health but---it’s a life alert risk i’m always willing to take.”

         “ How could I have brought myself to trust you--,” The brunette           was more upset with herself than the other.  “ I knew this was           a mistake.”

“Baaaaabeeeeee. It was just a joke. Don’t stop speaking to me over a joke! You gotta admit that it was at least a little bit amusing.”

“Is someone else here? Is that why you  didn't answer? Don’t look at me like  I am crazy or something. You've been  avoiding me and I know it.”

"It’s fine, I’m fine. Just lost my cool for a second. I could use some ice though. In a glass? And pour some scotch on top, won’t you?"

    Standing there Nala over looked him, him loosing his cool had only left him looking like he had ran into a door. "What exactly could have pissed you off to the point you managed to get into a scuffle with someone?" She questioned. Raising a brow to his request, the brunette sighed lightly while turning around on her heels to proceed to his request. "You're lucky I care."

"You are not wearing that. That's like throwing dirt on my name, take it off."