Something is happening. I sense a change in the wind…a mutual understanding of...

Something is happening. I sense a change in the wind…a mutual understanding of each other. I haven't felt this way in forever. I clear my throat, then say, "Your mom probably blows up at you the most because she knows you can take it."
"Yeah. You're probably right. Better me than my sister."
"It's no excuse, though." I'm being real now, and hope she is, too. "Listen, I don't want to be an asshole to you," I say. So much for the Alex Fuentes Show.
"I know. It's your image, what Alex Fuentes is all about. It's your brand, your logo…dangerous, deadly, hot and sexy Mexican. I wrote the book on creating an image. I wasn't exactly aiming for the blond bimbo look, though. More like the perfect, untouchable look."
Whoa. Rewind. Brittany called me hot and sexy. I was not expecting that at all. Maybe I have a chance of winning that stupid bet. "You do realize you called me hot."
"As if you didn't know."
I didn't know considered me hot. "For the record, I thought you were untouchable. But now that I know you think I'm a hot, sexy, Mexican god…"
"I never said the word 'god.'"
I put my finger to my lips. "Shh, let me enjoy the fantasy for one minute." I close my eyes. Brittany laughs, this sweet sound that echoes in my ears.