He sips his water. “I don’t know. I’ve always found them to be a little out of touch and predictable. I’ve never seen the point in believing in anything other than reality.” He shrugs his shoulders.

“Interesting,” I quip.

“Oh, I don’t mean it’s bad that you read them. It’s just not a genre I enjoy.”

I take a long drink of my Coke. “So, if you like history, I bet you’re really good at trivia.”

“Oh I love a good trivia competition. My friends and I play a lot. It might sound lame, but I watch a lot of Jeopardy too.”

“My grandpa loves Jeopardy.”

“Very funny,” he chuckles.

“My roommate actually mentioned Bruno’s, a pizza place near our apartment, was doing a trivia night in a couple of weeks and a bunch of us are going. There’s a cabin up for grabs and we’re going to try to win it. You should come.”

“Really?”

“Unless that’s too fast,” I say. “My friends are cool though and it would be super laid back.”

“I don’t know, that would mean I’d be having to drive back to the city pretty late.”

“It’s a Friday, so no work the next day. You’re welcome to stay at my place with me.”

“Really?”

“I wouldn’t mind if you stayed. I mean if you want to.” I take a bite of my food.

“I do know a lot of random history facts,” he says.

“Is it a date then?”

“It’s a date,” he agrees.

The rest of the meal continues, and we make small talk about work and being OTs. When we finish, he clears our plates and he walks me back to my car.

“Sorry, if I seem off tonight. I had a hard day at work and couldn’t shake it. I’m looking forward to trivia,” he says.

“You’re going to love my friends. None of them are big fans of romance books either.”

He laughs. “Maybe I can see you before then?”

“I’d like that.” He pulls me into his arms and I let him kiss me.

Lacey: What are your thoughts on romance novels?

Jace: I’ve never read one.

Lacey: Do you think they’re silly?

Jace: No, why would I think that?

Lacey: Because you’re a guy.

Jace: Do you like them?

Lacey: Yep, that’s all I read.

Jace: Which one is your favorite?