“I took a moment’s pleasure in it as I waved down the server for our check. I looked at Jack with a lazy, all-too-comfortable speed. “You can pay, right? I don’t have my wallet. S-o-o-orry.” How great did it feel to be that girl? The bratty, spoiled first date getting her way? I never, ever, ever got to behave this way. Being a diva was not a part I was allowed to play.”
