“I had a dream about you.”
“Was it hot?” Bastian smirks
“I bet you wish it was.”
“Com’on spill the beans.”
Iona smirks in turn “We’ll..We were old farts in this big old house and we were madly in love..and then we had sex-”
“Okay! never mind, nope nope nope..if I wanted to visualize that picture of two wrinkly bodies getting it on I’d stay home on sundays.” Bastian walks ahead of her down the dirt path
“But I was getting to the best part!” Iona giggles hurrying after him