"We can't do that." Kristen begged,"I've probably lost my job. If we go back we'll never see each other ever again."
Taylor grinned,"Maybe a little. But if I wasn't dramatic, who would be?" She pulled out some more thorns, and examined one shoulder where the shirt was badly ripped,"So much for this shirt."
Nashton chuckled as he continued to help pick out thorns. "Remind me to never go to the desert with you. You'd probably sit on a cactus and no way are you getting me to pull those needles out!" He said jokingly.