Before I met you, I didn’t know what it meant to be happy, I didn’t know what it meant to feel love, and I didn’t know what it meant to not be alone. “I’ve never been a real jazz fan, but to not listen to some live while in Louisiana is criminal,” Adrian said as he drank his Café Brûlot, savoring the taste of the coffee and brandy mix. “Ok, come back in four days and I’ll have them ready,” Lawrence said as he walked back to his computer
“I’ll throw in another ten grand if you can have them done by tomorrow.”
“Deal,” he called as they climbed up the stairs, hoping to get away before having to hear Lawrence’s mom shriek again. “Yeah, the updrafts that surge up the sides of the building make that impossible.”
“I wonder what would happen if you threw in the proper arch.
