Jenni
head to the left, looks me in the eye and says, “You want me to be your woman. You come to see me every time I’m on stage, you sit in the same spot, hold your whiskey, but don't drink it until I leave the stage, almost like you afraid that if you drink any I won't be there when you come up for air. I watch you watch me as I leave unless Kenny is talking to you about me, like the last time you were there. I can feel your attraction to me. As much as I am attracted to you. But I don’t think you know enough about me to want to be with me and I am a puzzle you wish to put together.” She takes a napkin and wets it with the condensation from her drink as wipes her brow. I look at her, studying he
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