Stavanger Bay saltwater running through my veins

To Embry’s next response about his new nickname Saucy scowled. That was a good one, her respect for him shot up tenfold. Her icy gaze finally met his, a sign of approval. It washed away moments later though, so she could continue their heartfelt chat. You’re right I’m even a better fool than you, I guess you can just be the shit pile then. Oh yeah, that’s it, she retorted, biting her tongue as she awaited his response.

He asked again about the deal, he really wanted her name, They do I swear ask Dalia, she replied, knowing that her home girl would have her back. Then the male threatened to not assist her in fishing. She didn’t know he was gonna help in the first place, since she hadn’t won the spar. Frankly, if she had offered to fish for him if he won, and she’d won, she would’ve said suck it and let him do it himself. He was the more gentlemanly of the pair for sure. 

How bout this, I’ll tell you my real name, and you catch me a fish, she said, glancing at him coyly.