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“Why would I? It’s a great book.”
“Because, you know, you’re all proper and bougie and high class and stuff.”
I laughed. “I work, and I work hard. Every day. High class people generally don’t have to work as hard as I do.”
He shrugged. “If you say so, but I can tell you’ve lived a privileged life. Rich parents. Good schools. You’re articulate, very intelligent, possess an impeccable moral compass to be true to a man you’re divorcing. You definitely ain’t from the streets.”
I scoffed. “All that from a man who lives in a mansion complete with a security gate and a driver? Really?”
He set his coffee on the table beside his chair. “I worked my way up to this. No school, no rich parents, only this,” he said, pointing to his head. “And this.” He rested his hand on his chest over his heart. “You really want to know why I can write so well? Because I know that life better than you could ever imagine.”
I frowned slightly. “You sold drugs?”
He nodded.
I leaned forward. “You killed people?”
He stared at me for a moment as if making some internal decision, then finally said, “No.”
“Are you lying?”
“About what? Selling drugs or killing people?”
“Either—both.”
A smile slowly spread across his face. “Why? I mean, does it matter? Will it impact our…friendship?”
I sighed. “Why do you say that word like that?”
“What word?”
“Friendship. You say it like it’s a joke.”
“It is if you really think that’s all we share.”
I leaned my neck back. “Uh, we haven’t shared anything but light conversation and a couple of meals.”
“And an attraction that makes you extremely uncomfortable.”
I folded my hands in my lap. “Answer my question. Were you telling the truth?”
He nodded. “I was. But let’s say I did kill someone, what would that mean for us? Would you hold it against me?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never known anyone who killed someone before.”
“But you’ve known drug dealers?”
“I smoked a little weed in college, so yeah, I knew a couple of drug dealers.”
His mouth dropped open.
I rolled my eyes. “Wow, you really thought I was that innocent?”
“Yeah, I really did. Shit, I’m shocked.”
“And I’m shocked you’d prejudge me like that.”
“I’m merely going off of what I see and discern in you.”
