Blown Away: A Small Town Military Romance (The Moore Brothers Book 1) by Abby Brooks Page B
Authors: Abby Brooks
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Julz took another drink of her wine. “Wow, this is wonderful!”
“It’s my favorite.”
“I can see why.”
Ian tilted his glass her way before taking a drink of his own. “Okay,” he said, putting his glass down and folding his arms on the table. “Let’s play a game.”
“What kind of game?”
“TheGet to Know You game.”
“And just how do you play the Get to Know You game?”
“It’s pretty simple. I ask you a question, you answer it truthfully.” Ian held eye contact with her, his face light and open.
“And what if I don’t like the question?”
“Why wouldn’t you like my question? Do you have a deep, dark secret you don’t want me knowing about?”
You mean like I was a subservient sex slave to the CEO of Tech Lord? Yah, I don’t want you to know that. “We all have things we want to hide, don’t we?”
“I suppose,” said Ian as if he were taking her words into deep consideration. “You can have one pass. But,” Ian held up a finger, “you have to realize that a pass will only make me more curious about the question.”
“Of course.” Juliet nodded, folding her own arms on the table and leaning forward. “I won’t pass lightly. And what about me? Do I get to ask you questions?”
“Of course. And I’ll bet I can do it without having to pass once.”
“You don’t have anything you want to hide?”
“Nothing I want to hide from you. I fully intend to wow you tonight.”
I fully intend to be wowed by you tonight, she thought to herself.
“Alright. The Get to Know You game. Who starts?”
Ian smiled and sat back, extending his hands in a gesture of concession. “I’ll even let you go first.”
“How very chivalrous of you.” Julz took a moment to consider her question. She didn’t want to get too personal too quickly. That would be better left for when they were deeper into the bottle of wine. “What’s your family like?”
“Hmmm. Interesting choice.” Ian nodded and narrowed his eyes again, before smiling and leaning forward, elbows on the table. “My family is wonderfully boring in that we love each other and our family gatherings are pleasant and easy. On the other hand, my family is extraordinary in that we’re all fast-paced and successful in our own rights.” He flared his hands. “No great secrets there.”
“Sounds wonderful, actually.” Juliet sat back as their salads arrived, folding her hands in her lap while Ian thanked the waitress and watched her leave.
He picked up his fork and stabbed a tomato. “My turn,” he said, popping the bite into his mouth and chewing thoughtfully. “What inspired you to ask about my family?” he asked after he swallowed.
Juliet took a bite to give herself a moment to think. She’d expected to have to give him her favorite color or something simple like that. “It seemed like a good place to start,” she finally said, uncomfortable for some reason.
“No.” Ian lifted his eyebrows and pointed his fork at her before using it to hunt another tomato. “I want the real reason. No cop out answers.”
The real reason? Did he think there was some kind of underlying something or other hiding inside her question? “I just think family is important is all. I was curious about one that managed to raise a man like you.” His question had her feeling flustered and defensive, even though there was no real reason to feel that way.
“Family is important, Juliet. A tree with deep roots laughs at storms.”
She tried not to let him see how his words punched her in the stomach. She had no true roots. Had never felt safe or secure in her family. Never felt cherished or adored. She had always been that obligation in the way of her parents getting what they wanted out of life. Keeping her face light, Juliet chose her next question. “What earned you the title of Lieutenant?”
“I was a naval aviator until an injury earned me an honorable discharge.”
“A naval aviator? Like, you
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Julz took another drink of her wine. “Wow, this is wonderful!”
“It’s my favorite.”
“I can see why.”
Ian tilted his glass her way before taking a drink of his own. “Okay,” he said, putting his glass down and folding his arms on the table. “Let’s play a game.”
“What kind of game?”
“TheGet to Know You game.”
“And just how do you play the Get to Know You game?”
“It’s pretty simple. I ask you a question, you answer it truthfully.” Ian held eye contact with her, his face light and open.
“And what if I don’t like the question?”
“Why wouldn’t you like my question? Do you have a deep, dark secret you don’t want me knowing about?”
You mean like I was a subservient sex slave to the CEO of Tech Lord? Yah, I don’t want you to know that. “We all have things we want to hide, don’t we?”
“I suppose,” said Ian as if he were taking her words into deep consideration. “You can have one pass. But,” Ian held up a finger, “you have to realize that a pass will only make me more curious about the question.”
“Of course.” Juliet nodded, folding her own arms on the table and leaning forward. “I won’t pass lightly. And what about me? Do I get to ask you questions?”
“Of course. And I’ll bet I can do it without having to pass once.”
“You don’t have anything you want to hide?”
“Nothing I want to hide from you. I fully intend to wow you tonight.”
I fully intend to be wowed by you tonight, she thought to herself.
“Alright. The Get to Know You game. Who starts?”
Ian smiled and sat back, extending his hands in a gesture of concession. “I’ll even let you go first.”
“How very chivalrous of you.” Julz took a moment to consider her question. She didn’t want to get too personal too quickly. That would be better left for when they were deeper into the bottle of wine. “What’s your family like?”
“Hmmm. Interesting choice.” Ian nodded and narrowed his eyes again, before smiling and leaning forward, elbows on the table. “My family is wonderfully boring in that we love each other and our family gatherings are pleasant and easy. On the other hand, my family is extraordinary in that we’re all fast-paced and successful in our own rights.” He flared his hands. “No great secrets there.”
“Sounds wonderful, actually.” Juliet sat back as their salads arrived, folding her hands in her lap while Ian thanked the waitress and watched her leave.
He picked up his fork and stabbed a tomato. “My turn,” he said, popping the bite into his mouth and chewing thoughtfully. “What inspired you to ask about my family?” he asked after he swallowed.
Juliet took a bite to give herself a moment to think. She’d expected to have to give him her favorite color or something simple like that. “It seemed like a good place to start,” she finally said, uncomfortable for some reason.
“No.” Ian lifted his eyebrows and pointed his fork at her before using it to hunt another tomato. “I want the real reason. No cop out answers.”
The real reason? Did he think there was some kind of underlying something or other hiding inside her question? “I just think family is important is all. I was curious about one that managed to raise a man like you.” His question had her feeling flustered and defensive, even though there was no real reason to feel that way.
“Family is important, Juliet. A tree with deep roots laughs at storms.”
She tried not to let him see how his words punched her in the stomach. She had no true roots. Had never felt safe or secure in her family. Never felt cherished or adored. She had always been that obligation in the way of her parents getting what they wanted out of life. Keeping her face light, Juliet chose her next question. “What earned you the title of Lieutenant?”
“I was a naval aviator until an injury earned me an honorable discharge.”
“A naval aviator? Like, you
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