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me. “Well, Jesse, god of rock, you may not be a prince, but you found me. Now what do you plan on doing with me?”
    Refraining from spouting off one of the many, many deliciously dirty thoughts that cross my mind at the statement, I tuck my hands in my pocket to hide the evidence of my growing dick and shrug. “I was told there’d be food at this party.”
    “Best brisket in Memphis,” she says proudly, folding her arms and leaning against the fence.
    “Brisket?” I question.
    Accusatory eyes bulging from her head, she gasps. “You’ve never had brisket?”
    “Can’t say that I have.”
    “Come on,” she grabs my hand and pulls me toward her, “we’re about to fix this crime against humanity.” 
     

Bye Bye Pride

Sophie
     
    “Good, isn’t it?” I ask, popping a piece of popcorn shrimp in my mouth.
    Carefully setting his fork on the edge of his foam plate, Jesse wipes his mouth with his napkin and takes a sip from his beer bottle. “Delicious.”
    “Told you,” I reply, confidently, taking another fork full of baked beans into my mouth.
    “I have to say,” he begins, cautiously. “I am a bit surprised you like it.” 
    “Really? Why’s that?” I finish off the last piece of my brisket —— effectively clearing my plate —— and stare at him. 
    “You just didn’t strike me as the kind of girl to eat with such passion.”
    “It’s a shame, really, girls who are too uncomfortable in their own skin to enjoy their food. A tragedy brought down upon us by impossible to reach media standards about the perfect body type. My body’s far from perfect, but I refuse to let that stand in my way. The way I see it, if you don’t like a girl who puts food in her mouth, get your stuck up ass outta the south.” 
    Unable to control his laughter, he shakes his head. “Point effectively noted. And I do. Like it, that is.” 
    Surprised by his response, I stare into his turquoise eyes. Maybe Jesse Lee isn’t so bad after all. We managed to make it through lunch without him being a total asshole. Sure, he has his moments, but when he’s blissfully unaware that his true self is shining I can see so much more to him than the cocky rock star that strolled into my bar last night. Jesse Lee has a heart underneath that hardened exterior, the question is how to reach it. 
    “What?” He smiles, wiping at his face again. “Did I miss a spot?”
    I laugh. “Nah, you just surprised me is all. I was convinced being forced to spend more time with you would be excruciating, but it turned out not to be so bad after all.”
    “If you like what I do with lunch, you should see what I do with dinner.” He winks. “How about I take you out after the show? Of course, I don’t know anything about this city, so you’ll have to suggest a good twenty-four hour spot.”
    “Oh, ummm...” Eyes darting around the backyard, I chew at my nails. “I’m afraid I can’t.”
    “Hot date?” He challenges. “Someone beat me to the punch?”
    “No it’s not that, it’s just I——”
    “We’ve got a gusher,” Markita’s voice booms.
    I turn to see her carrying Marcus who clutches blood soaked paper towels to his nose. “Oh my God!” I gasp, jumping to my feet and collecting him from her. “What happened?”
    Marcus wraps his legs and free arm around me as I cradle his cheek against mine.
    “Football accident,” Markita explains. “Got hit in the face with the ball. I don’t think it’s broken, but he wouldn’t let me get a good look at it. He just wanted you.”
    “Oh, Bean.” Holding in my own tears, I pull the sticky paper towel away from his nose. Blood spills from his nostril onto my dress, and I push the towel up again. “Does it hurt?”
    Pouting his lip out, he nods his head.
    Wishing I could be the one on the receiving end of this injury, regardless how minor, I rake my hand over his hair. “Listen, here’s what we’re gonna do. We are going to go get you cleaned up, get that nose to stop