R.L. Mathewson

With a regrettable sigh he shook his head.”I’m sorry, but this isn’t going to work out.””What the hell are you doing, Trevor?” Hankdemanded anxiously. No doubt the manwouldn’t be getting laid tonight, but Trevorcouldn’t help it. He had his standards andthis woman failed them.”Maybe we could go grab a cup of coffeesomewhere and get to know-“He held up his hand, stopping her before shemade an even bigger fool out of herself.”Please stop.””But, I was only-“”Don’t beg.””I wasn’t. I was just-“”Begging?” Trevor guessed, sighing. “I know,but you’re going to have to accept that thiswould never work out.”She frowned up at him. “I wasn’t begging. Iwas just going to suggest that we should-“”Look,” he said, reaching for the door, “thiss just getting sad. I’m just going to go beforethings get out of hand.

With a regrettable sigh he shook his head.”I’m sorry, but this isn’t going to work out.””What the hell are you doing, Trevor?” Hankdemanded anxiously. No doubt the manwouldn’t be getting laid tonight, but Trevorcouldn’t help it. He had his standards andthis woman failed them.”Maybe we could go grab a cup of coffeesomewhere and get to know-“He held up his hand, stopping her before shemade an even bigger fool out of herself.”Please stop.””But, I was only-“”Don’t beg.””I wasn’t. I was just-“”Begging?” Trevor guessed, sighing. “I know,but you’re going to have to accept that thiswould never work out.”She frowned up at him. “I wasn’t begging. Iwas just going to suggest that we should-“”Look,” he said, reaching for the door, “thiss just getting sad. I’m just going to go beforethings get out of hand.

– R.L. Mathewson –

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