“How is that?”
“How is what?”
“How is it you’ve only had one lover?”
“I’m a slow learner?”
He smiled at my lame joke. “Seemed to know what you were doing when you kissed me at the video shoot.”
“You mean, whenyoukissedme.” I tried not to smile too big at that comment. “And thanks for saying that. I was feeling a little out of practice.” I glanced at him. “Like, um… two years out of practice.”
Jesse looked over at me, his mouth open like he meant to say something. Then he shut it. Then he opened it again.
“Well, fuck,” he said.
Yeah. Pretty sure I’d just blown his mind. Though maybe not in a good way.
“So…” He cleared his throat. “What else should I know about Katie Bloom?”
“Um… I don’t know. I’ve never had a stalker. I’ve never been on stage, so I don’t know if it would make me horny.”
“What’s your favorite food?”
“Pizza.”
“Everyone likes pizza. What kind?”
“Double cheese. Triple if I can get it.”
“That’s it? No toppings?”
“Cheese is a topping.”
“Any weird allergies?”
“Nope.”
“Strange quirks?”
“You mean like stage horniness?” I threw him a sidelong look. “Hmm… I never wear matching socks.”
“Never?”
“Never. I mismatch them as soon as I buy them.”
“Weirdo.”
“I have a lucky leather jacket.” I indicated the one I was wearing.
“And it’s lucky because…?”
“Because good things always happen when I wear it. I wear it sparingly.”
He looked at me like I was dead crazy. “Why wouldn’t you wear it all the time?”
I gave him the same look right back. “Because what if I wear all the goodness out?”
He laughed at that logic. “Okay… Favorite sexual position?”
