Kevin
“My pride? I’m not too proud to ask for help.” Jaime said, glaring at me with a sauce covered spoon in her hand.
“Ok, so how come you won’t ask me to help you figure out how to reword your contract for parties?” I asked her.
Jaime turned her back on me and went back to her sauce.
“Jaime, don’t do that. There is nothing wrong with asking for help. Hell, I can’t cook, but if I wanted to try, I would ask you to help me.” I told her.
“That isn’t the same, you know I would end up cooking.” She grunted out.
I sighed and said “Woman, you are so damn stubborn, you can’t even admit it.”
“Fine, I’m stubborn, ok?” She said as she was turning off the flame under her sauce.
“Was that so hard to do?” I asked her.
Jaime turned around and just looked at me. Then she rolled her eyes and sai
