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“What?”
“Make it up. You know when people swirl and sniff and taste and then pretend they know exactly what they’re talking about? Make it up. Like cherry with hints of leather and tobacco and a subtle note of oak.”
“Leather and tobacco? Seriously?”
“See? Ridiculous, right?”
“Rich people also eat a bunch of weird foods in weird sauces. Am I gonna eat weird foods in weird sauces at this restaurant you’re taking me to on Wednesday?”
I fell silent as I tapped the rim of my mug.
“What?” he asked.
“I just had a thought.”
“What’s your thought?”
“Why don’t we have dinner here,” I said. “On Wednesday.”
“Ashamed to be seen with me in public? I promise not to put the napkin in my shirt like a bib. Though we did that this afternoon and you were fine with it.”
“No, I’m not ashamed,” I assured him. “It’s just—well, the places I’d take you to with all the silverware and china, you have to wear at least a sport coat. I’m guessing you don’t have one of those in the back of your closet?”
“No, I definitely don’t.”
“Plus, it might be better to have our first dinner in private. You know, so if I have to correct you?—”
“When. When you have to correct me.”
I inclined my head. “I have the dining room. I have my grandmother’s china. We can be informally formal.”
“Fine by me. This is your rodeo.” He took another sip of wine. “You sure I’m going to be ready for this thing? It’s only a couple of weeks away.”
“I have faith in you.”
“I told my brothers about what I was doing…Viper said I should read Pygmalion. That mean anything to you?”
I grinned. “Yeah. It means something to me.”
“Do I want to know?”
“Hmm. Hand me the remote. We’re watching My Fair Lady. How do you feel about musicals?”
“Shoot me.”
“How do you feel about Audrey Hepburn?”
“Hayden.”
“Hmm,” I murmured, my eyes closed.
“I’m gonna go,” Bones said.
“What? Why?” I opened my eyes and found the movie paused just as Eliza Doolittle was regally coming down the stairs in her epic Edwardian dress.
“Because you’re falling asleep. You’ll be more comfortable in your own bed.”
“But the movie…”
