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“I suppose.”
“What do you think makes a good marriage?”
“As a man, I’d have to say a good marriage is one that allows for honesty, understanding, and an extra fridge just for beer.”
Both girls laughed.
“I like him.” Kiley pointed at Grady with her cigarette. “He’s a keeper.”
“Thanks, Kiley. That means a lot,” Grady teased. He pulled a cigar out of his pocket and looked at Tinsley. “You mind? Your father gave this to me.”
“Go ahead.”
“Light ‘em if you’ve got ‘em, I always say,” Kiley added. “You wouldn’t happen to have a joint in that pocket, would you?”
“Sorry.”
“Story of my life.”
Grady dipped his head and puffed until it was lit, then blew the smoke toward the grape arbor.
“I’ve got another question for you,” Kiley said.
“Shoot.”
“Why do men like long hair so much?”
He grinned a wicked grin around the cigar. “We like to gather it up and wrap it around our fist.”
“Shut. Up. Is that true?”
He shrugged. “Maybe that’s just me.”
Kiley gave Tinsley a wide-open, gaping look. “Told you he was a keeper.”
Grady chuckled. “Answermea question, ladies.”
“Shoot,” Kiley threw his word back at him.
“Why do y’all always go to the restroom in pairs?”
Kiley grinned. “That’s an easy one. So we can talk about which guy we think has the biggest dick.”
“Kiley!” Tinsley shrieked. “Oh my God.”
“Riddle me this one, Batman. Why do men always want women to dress in sexy lingerie? Is that better than being naked?”
“Men are visual creatures. We see it, we want it. The lingerie is just a tease—a challenge for us to talk you out of.”
“Talk?”
“I’ve always found the way to turn a woman on is all about what you whisper in her ear.”
“Ooh… that’s so true. I do love dirty talk, and when a man whispers in my ear, that’s hot.” Kiley drained her glass and reached for the bottle, filling it up again. “This is fun. We can pick his brain for everything men think.” She sat back. “So tell me this, why do men always want sex first thing in the morning?”
“That’s easy. Morning wood, darlin’.”
“You’re being all quiet, Tins. Ask him something.” Kiley extended her index finger off her glass, gesturing to Grady.
