“Jay, I’ll be happy to give you my workout routine if you ask nicely.” She waited a beat. “After I win this.”
Brady started to chant her name and, as others joined in, I knew I was done for. I whispered one last desperate plea. “Don’t make me lose in front of my entire town.”
“You started this,” she whispered back. “And don’t try to win by guilt-tripping me.”
My stomach muscles surrendered, and I crumbled to the ground, laughing my ass off.
The crowd that had formed cheered. As she folded one leg up to lunge back and stand over me, Ray ran over and patted her on the back. “Good work. I’ll bring you a vodka soda with some lime, my dear. That’s your drink, right?”
She blushed and nodded. My damn town was choosing her over me. I saw it happening plain as day and I couldn’t have been prouder.
Brady stuck his hand out to help me up. I grabbed it as he said, “She must really want to go out with me, huh?”
I pulled him close so that I could pat him on the back and whisper in his ear, “I know where you live, man. You try anything with her, I’m coming to break down your door.”
“I thought you said she’s just your PA,” he remarked snidely.
“She’s definitely something of mine and it isn’t just that.”