I say, walking inside the studio. She looks up and smiles. “Hey, you! How ya feeling?” “Pretty shitty, actually. I heard I got a little crazy after the third shot.” Jill laughs. “It was fun.” “I hope how you see me hasn’t changed.” “Not at all.” She leans on the counter. “Honestly, I was more focused on Flynn than you, but he wasn’t biting.” “Yeah. Sorry.” “That’s okay. If it’s not there, it’s just not.” “True.” I lean on the counter across from her. “Rhys is fun though, yeah?” “Sure. He’s okay.” “I think he was hoping for a little show.” “I heard.” I sip my coffee. “It was nothing personal. I just don’t mess with girls anymore.” Jill laughs. “That’s okay. I didn’t take it personally. At least you’re a great kisser.” I laugh as she continues. “I was up for it, mostly because I’ve never done it before, and I thought maybe it would lead to more with Flynn.” “Probably would’ve. Most guys would be turned on by that.”
