Actually, they’re in almost all of my books, but for now, use your imagination and let’s transport to the time when Cash and Nicola started college.
Fall semester started a couple weeks ago, and Nicola’s birthday is coming up next week.
Time for Cash and Nicola to answer questions!
Cristin: Hey, Cash and Nicola! Thanks for meeting me!
Cash (lazy grin): Hey, no problem.
He gives Nicola a playful, flirting smile, and she elbows him.
Cash: Careful, Nic. Don’t act like we’re together.
Nicola (gives him the look): Seriously, we have a plan. Don’t be like that! Anyway, hi, Cristin. Thanks for having us over.
Cash: For a discussion where we’re not going to talk about—
Nicola: This is never going to work. Roman will know we’re together by the end of the week!
Cash: Your brother’s too overprotective.
Nicola: Your best friend’s too overprotective.
Cristin: Okay, okay. How about this? No one tells Roman anything! We’ll just do a little Q & A. Does that work?
Cash and Nicola both nod.
Cristin: Alright, this will be easy. We can do a few simple questions.
Cash: Fine by me.
Cristin: That was a quick answer! Let’s see if we can add a little more fun. Nicola, you could give Cash the first questions that pop into mind.
Nicola: I could do a couple.
Cash: Five’s a good number.
Nicola raises her eyebrow.
Cristin: Yes! Then we can switch.
Cash bobs his eyebrows toward her, teasing, and Nicola blushes but nods.
Nicola (fidgeting): Cash… so…
Cash: Come on, Sweet Girl. Give me your best shot.
Nicola: Favorite color?
Cash: Too easy! Blue. Give me a good one.
Nicola: Fine! Favorite memory of me—
Cash (mega-watt smile): That time—
Nicola: Before our first kiss!
Cash (pausing): The night of your eighteenth birthday, when Roman and I came home to help you celebrate, and you announced to the world, “I’m legal now.” Talk about an eye opener.
Nicola: Okay then. I’m not commenting.
Cash: You don’t need to.
Nicola: Favorite memory, post-kiss?
Cash: My favorite memory of you… Hell, maybe my favorite memory ever.
Cash: The night we made s’mores.
Nicola melts into a puddle…
Cash: Give me two more questions and then my turn.
Nicola (clears throat): Just so you know! I’m not answering personal questions in front of Cristin.
Cash: Cristin knows everything, so… Next question so that I get my turn.
Nicola: Hmm. Have you ever lied to me?
Cash: Oh, good one. Not that I’m ever going to admit to.
Cash (quick wink and a smile): Only when hiding how I felt about you. Nothing serious, unless you count plotting the deaths of any guy who ever took you on a date. Last question, get ready for my turn.
Nicola: What’s your favorite thing I’ve ever said to you?
Cash: I think it was, “You don’t want to kiss me.”
Nicola: That’s your favorite?
Cash: You know I love a challenge.
Cristin: And, that’s five!
Nicola: I’m not sure I can handle his questions.
Cash (cracks his knuckles and fakes an evil laugh): Get ready, Sweet Girl. There are things I’m dying to know.