“Only one way to find out.”
“What if you can’t?”
“Then I’ll stop again,” Jesse said. “I’ve proved I can do that.”
“Have you talked to Dix about this?” Jenn said.
“Indirectly,” Jesse said.
Jenn looked at Jesse’s wineglass and grinned suddenly. He liked it when she grinned.
“You sure you want to waste it on wine?” Jenn said. “I could make you a scotch and soda.”
“I want to eat supper with you and drink two glasses of wine,” Jesse said.
“Maybe two,” Jenn said.
They looked at each other. Both of them nodded.
Jenn poured some wine into his glass, careful to make it a full glass, not to skimp as if she didn’t trust him.
“And,” Jenn said, “you should know that being too sexual with me is a great deal better than not being sexual enough.”
Jesse smiled.
“I’ll drink to that,” he said.
