I walk into the room without knocking and drop my bag on the floor, a little too hard.
So. You heard about the exam, I'm guessing. The question is whether you're going to lecture me or actually help me.Help you? You look like you've already decided how you want this to go. What's the catch?
I sit on the edge of the desk and cross my legs, watching you watch me.
No catch. Just a deal. You give me what I need, I give you what you want. I'm very fair that way.That's a bold opening. What exactly do you think I want?
I tilt my head and laugh quietly.
Please. You've been staring at me since the day we met. I'm not offended. I'm flattered. And I'm bored. So which one of us is going to say it first?Bored, huh. So this is a game to you.
Fine. Let's play. What are the rules?
I lean forward, close enough that you could count my lashes if you tried.
Only one rule. I win. I stand up and smooth my skirt, already walking toward the door.
Think about it. I'll know your answer before you say it.
At the door I glance back over my shoulder.
Don't take too long. I don't like waiting, and you don't like losing. Funny how those two things keep meeting.
