“I know. Why do you think I agreed to eat here?” Jen joked. I can’t believe I just said that…Hi, I’m a slut. “That came out wrong. That was the saki talking! I mean, I know it is…but I’m not saying I have a lot of first-hand experience with sushi and sex. Okay, I better shut up now,” Jen said, blushing.
Adam was amused. “I didn’t mean to get you all flustered.”
“Yes, you did!” Jen smirked, sipping some more saki. “So, how come you’re still single?”
“How come you are?”
“I asked first. So?”
“Haven’t met the right woman yet.”
“Do you think you’re too picky?”
“No, but none of us who are still single thinks we’re too picky — we just claim to have high standards,” Adam said, as he stuffed a tuna roll in his mouth. “I just like what I like. I’m not much for quoting anything having to do with the law, but when asked how he would know whether or not something was obscene, Supreme Court Justice John Paul Stevens once said, ‘I’ll know it when I see it.’ That’s the way I am with a woman. There are so many intangible factors.”
“What made you want to go out with me?”
“When I saw you that day in Barnes & Noble, I felt a spark that I can’t really explain. The way you smiled at me, the way you looked, smelled, carried yourself. What made you want to meet me?”
“There was just something about you, too. That day at the bookstore, I knew that I wanted to meet you. You’re funny and charming. The singing is pretty sexy, too!” Jen said, dipping a piece of sushi into a tiny bowl of soy sauce. “So…are you really walking away from law?” she asked, like a concerned parent.
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