I was drinking these things way too fast. In the back of my mind I knew that, but I couldn't seem to stop myself. I just wanted to keep drinking them while I talked to him.
"Let's ask some non committal questions then." He gave me a playful look, something that said come on, do what I do.
"Like what?" I wondered as I finished half of the drink in my hand.
"Just some basic questions. Like how old are you Jacy?"
"Seriously?" I laughed at the question he'd asked me. "Don't tell me you think I am underage."
"It never even crossed my mind, but I have a feeling that you're older than you look."
"I'm twenty-nine." I told him with another laugh. "How about you Mr Handsome? How old are you?"
"Thirty-two."
"Thirty-two and already so successful." I joked. "Your parents must be proud."
"My parents are dead." His face was still playful but his voice had sobered and sounded serious when he said that.
