Tag

Across from me, Emma’s fingers fly over her keyboard.

“What is your biggest pet peeve?” She asks me.

“That’s a hard one,” I mumble.

I take my time considering my answer. Pet peeve. Pet peeve. Hmm.

Emma’s warm eyes await my response. She really is a beautiful girl with her flawless skin, pert nose, and full pink lips.

“Tag,” she prompts, drawing my thoughts back to the question.

“Reality TV shows,” I blurt and wish I had come ...