That doesn’t surprise me coming from you.”
“ I didn’t think-.”
“ Is that why you brought me here?”
“ Are you upset with me?”
Lucy’s shaking her head. “I can’t believe you knew.”
“ What difference does it make if I did?”
“ All that time.”
“ It’s a long time ago, maybe you’re misremembering.”
“ I wasn’t the one who spent it in a drunken haze.”
“ You were too busy with your nose in your book to pay attention to what was going on around you.”
“ I was working hard on my career, Writing about you actually.”
“ You were shutting yourself away.”
“ Says the man who lives on a private island in the middle of nowhere.”
“ At least I have an excuse.”
“ Yeah, that you’re an arrogant and conceited asshole that thinks the world has nothing to offer them.”
Wow, now I’m definitely sure that’s the wine talking.
“ Can I quote you on that?”
“ You could if you talked to anyone in the real world.”
“ Thank you for being honest.”
“ Isn’t that what you brought me here for? Or was it really to see if you could fuck me? What are you doing, going through the yearbook one by one and you’ve finally got to the last person still standing?”
Lucy almost can’t resist laughing at her own joke.
“ You look cute when you're angry, I remember that.”
“ You’re thinking about someone else.”
“ Not right now.”
Those hands go up in the air again, so quickly she almost knocks over her wine. “First line, Alex Vann Haden, notorious womanizer, still hasn’t changed his ways. This reporter had to fight him off only hours after their first meeting.”
“ You said you’d be honest.”
“ Alright. Alex Vann Haden, notorious womanizer, still hasn’t changed his ways. This reporter had to fight him off only hours after their first meeting, escape to the helipad and pilot herself back to safety.”
“ You see, I never knew you could be so funny.”
Lucy shakes her head. I can’t tell whether she sees the funny side of this or not.
“ You look the same”, I say.
“ How do you even remember what I looked like before?”
“ You know, I wasn’t the guy you thought I was. I wasn’t as confident then as I am now.”
“ Confidence is not the same as arrogance.”
“ You should use that.”
“ I probably will.”
This time, Lucy makes a point of pouring her own wine.
“ How much do I win?”
“ You need to make a stake first.”
“ Everything I own.”
“ Then it’s a good job I’m the kind of person that can look after you.”
“ Just so you know, I’m not the kind of person to write a bad article just to get your money.”
“ No, I’m going to win yours fair and square.”
“ Four years and you didn’t even look at me. Four years. Not once, not one look. You know I sent you Valentine’s cards every year we were there, God knows why. I guess I was just as stupid as you were back then, certainly more naive. I had a crush on you like you wouldn’t believe.”
Boom, and the cards hit the tablet. She’s going to regret telling me that.
“ I guess we all make mistakes.”
“ What was her name, that girl you took to the prom?”
“ Rachel.”
“ Rachel Banks, that’s it. Daddy was a lawyer but Rachel was as white trash and slutty as they made them. I wonder what happened to her.”
“ She works in the porn industry as a go-to girl.”
“ Why doesn’t that surprise me?”
“ You really sent me Valentine’s cards?”
“ You really noticed me?”
Lucy pauses to sip at her wine, looking at me over the top of the glass as if challenging me to look away first.
“ Don’t put that in the article, it might change your opinion of me.”
“ My opinion won’t change until you make me believe you mean it.”
“ It’s true you know.”
“ Bullshit.”
“ Ok.”
“ Me and you, back then? The nerdy bookworm and the best quarterback in college football, no-one would have allowed that to