Steamy Confessions
So I look at him and ask if he wants tea or coffee…
“or me.” He says.
“I beg your pardon?” I ask
“Yes. Don't you have it?” he asks in a double-meaning tone.
I do, but I say, “ I don't know what you're talking about…”
“Of course, you do. That very famous scene with Marilyn Monroe,” he says
“Yes, of course, I know it.” I protest
He's smiling.
“Ah, so it was a test,” he exclaims
“Sort of,” I say, giving him a look.