"What's with you, man?" Landon asked as they stepped out.
"What are you talking about?"
"You were kinda an ass in there. Why didn't you want your wife to know you got the ice cream for her?"
"When I told you to get ice cream, did I mention it's for any specific person?" He hissed, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"But it was for her. We both know you bought it for her. I don't understand you right now. Why exactly did you get married, Ace?"
"Lower your voice for fucks sake! Jeez!"
"I just want to understand it. I came back from Amsterdam, and you're suddenly married. The press didn't get a hint, neither did the public."
"If you would just shut up, I'd explain it when we're in a more private place."
"Fine," he said, but it was far from fine. Something was way off. "Why'd you call me out?" He was asking when the door opened, and the pretty doctor stepped out.
His tongue tied, as he stared openly at her.
