Dropping my chin, I gave her my most winning smile. Irresistible, right? She shrank back, wrinkling her nose. “What the hell is that? Your Flynn Ryder smolder?” “Who’s Flynn Ryder?” She rolled her eyes. “He’s from Tangled, the Rapunzel movie?” “Sorry. I missed it. So does he get in her pants?” “Not before she hits him over the head with a frying pan.”
