She plucked a plate with a large sandwich out of the air and set it on the table between them. “A delicious sandwich,” she said. “Do you really think that this will get me to come around?” “Yes.” “You think I’m that easy?” “Yes.” “It’s going to take more than some conversation with a smart and stupidly gorgeous woman to win me over. Also a sandwich.” “A delicious sandwich. And no, it won’t.” “That’s absurd.” “Yes. But you like absurd, don’t you?” “No. Yes.” He ran a hand over his face. “Oh, bloody hell,” he muttered as he reached for the sandwich.
