Blindfolds and Bullseyes
“Is this a blindfold? Cooper, what the hell do you have a blindfold for in your bedroom? This ain’t some roadhouse, to play darts in, now is it?” Cooper returned to the small bedroom carrying two bottled beers. “Well, it can be a roadhouse if you want it to be. I’m sure I can find a dart somewhere.” he flirted back and waggled his eyebrows. She shook her head at his cheesy charm. “And what would the target board be then? We spent a hefty sum of money on this beach house, I won’t have you poking holes, willy-nilly, in these walls!” she accepted the proffered beer bottle from him. “Well funny thing about divorce, Nell, is that this is no longer your beach house, in case you forgot. You got the main house, the …