Fallen for You by Carlie Sexton

but he is innocent. Another client that I am defending is accused of fraud. It’s never a dull moment. As a corporate attorney, I have all kinds of cases.”
    “Sounds like you sometimes work with interesting characters.”
    “Well, everyone deserves the right to be represented in court,” he said, running his hands through his black hair.
    “So, do you win most of your cases?”
    “I haven’t lost one yet.”
    “To what do you attribute your winning streak?”
    “Like I said last night, I’m a tenacious pit bull. I don’t surrender until I win. I always get what I want and I’m determined to win at everything I do,” he said, staring deeply into her eyes with a passionate fire that made her lips part. If his plan was to win her over, it was working. She had already begun to feel beholden to him heart, mind, body, and soul.
    The waiter arrived with their food, leaving Neil’s seductive words to linger in the air.
    “Can I get you anything else?” he asked graciously.
    “No thanks. I think we have everything we need,” Neil said dismissively. The waiter turned away quickly, getting Neil’s hint.
    “This looks scrumptious. Thanks for the recommendation,” she said before taking a bite. She was enjoying her titillating conversation with him. She was beginning to feel that he was better suited for her than Mark. He already had his career and was established. She found that to be very attractive. Plus, he was the most gorgeous man she had ever laid eyes upon.
    “So, tell me counselor, you said that you win all of your cases, but have you had any embarrassing moments in the courtroom?” She always liked asking people about embarrassing moments because she had her own funny embarrassing story.
    “I have been fortunate to not have had any humiliating moments in the courtroom, but I will tell you about my most humiliating moment from high school. It was my senior year and my mom gave me a monogrammed sweater for Christmas. Back then, I went by my first name Peter. I decided to go by Neil when I entered college. Anyway, my initials on the sweater were PNS. I didn’t think anything of it when I put on my sweater and wore it to school the day we came back from Christmas vacation. Also, you need to know that I went to an all-boys Catholic high school. So, I’m walking down the hall to go to my first class and I hear, ‘Hey, penis. What’s up dick. Yo, penis head. Hey cocksucker.’ I looked around to see who they were talking to. Then I realized that they were talking to me. They were making fun of my initials PNS. I headed to the bathroom to take my sweater off. I was so grateful that I had another shirt underneath.”
    Kate chuckled at the thought of the sweater. “Oh, my gosh, that must have been terrible.”
    “Yeah, for the rest of the year, they called me penis or variations of the word. Needless to say, I never wore that sweater again. When I told my mom, she said that the boys were just jealous. Jealous of what, I’ll never know. No guy wants initials that form the word penis.”
    “Well, that is an embarrassing story, but I think I have it beat.”
    “Oh, yeah. Do tell.”
    “It was my 21st birthday and I went out to the Elephant Bar with my boyfriend, my friends, and their boyfriends. There must have been twelve of us. Naturally, I wore my favorite outfit at the time, a white jumpsuit that zipped up the entire front. I didn’t think it would be a problem, until I had to use the restroom. It had been trashed by everyone who had been partying that night. The floor was sticky and wet. The smell of urine filled the air. It was just disgusting. I didn’t want to chance my sleeves touching the floor and getting wet. I also couldn’t sit on the toilet seat due to its condition. I was so distracted by my disgusting surroundings that I didn’t unzip my jumpsuit down all the way and when I squatted over the toilet, I heard a rip. I had broken the zipper. It was a mortifying experience. So I was