“You’ve got a good memory if you remember that.”
“I remember everything about you.”
“Really....so who was the guitarist I talked about—”
“Kenny Wayne Shepard.” She interrupted, laughing.
“Very good. On to the bonus round then. What about the major risk of being the front man for my band?”
“Being a human shield for the drummer and getting hit with dirty underpants thrown at the stage!”
“And you win!”
“What do I win?”
“Hmmm...I don’t have any Plumeria body lotion to offer. I guess I could sing you some Cry Me a River.”
“You know that song?”
“I may know how to play it on the guitar. My tastes were not always so sophisticated as they are now. I was in high school, too, you know.”
“This may be the most attractive you’ve ever been to me, Jack,” she teased.
“I can do better,” he said, his voice low.
“You’re always saying that,” Britt replied flirtatiously.
“And I always impress you, don’t I?” he challenged.
She smiled as she took a sip of her wine. “You always impress me.”
“Since you won Jack trivia, I think I should reward you.”
“I know you should, but what’s the prize? You’re not here to give me what I really want.”
“I may not be there, but I can give you what you really want anyway, Britt. If you think distance is an insurmountable obstacle, you don’t know me nearly as well as you think you do.”
She laughed. “Look, I know you’re well endowed but we’re talking thousands of miles. You can’t reach.”
“That’s not what I’m talking about. I want you to listen to me and do exactly what I say. Can you do that?”
“I think so. What are you going to tell me to do?”
“Just stay with me here, okay, Britt. I want you to take your hair down. I know you wore it up because you always do. Are you taking it down?”
“Yeah,” she said.
“You’re lying. I can tell.”
“Ugh, how could you tell? Is there a web cam somewhere in my apartment? Did you plant a camera?” she joked, unpinning her hair. “Fine, my hair’s down now.”
“No, in answer to your impertinent question, I did not place any surveillance devices on or near your property. I’m just perceptive and I can tell when you’re lying.”
“Oh you can, can you?” she asked.
“Definitely. Now go get a glass of wine.”
“I have one right here.”