While Presley has a little “green monster” in her, I do not. And that is a perfect intro to the teaser I’m sharing today.
“Do you want me to be a jealous jackass?” I ask, repeating her words.
“No, but a little jealousy is nice.” Her lips barely form a pout, but it’s definitely there.
“Smarty,” I start gently, “I admit that I don’t like how I didn’t even seem to intimidate him and that he seemed a little too confident with me glaring daggers at him. I will even admit that I don’t like the fact that his lips touched you at all, but I wouldn’t call that jealousy.”
“Oh, no? What would you call that, Mr. Green Monster?” She smiles playfully at me, and I’m so happy I can amuse her.
“I would call that a slight bruise to my ego.”