Page 95 of Dirty Like Me
“Okay. Number one. Dirty. Obviously.”
“Obviously.”
“Two. The Jesse Mayes solo project band.”
That made me grin. Carefully. My tongue was still throbbing dully. “Nice. And I’ll tell Raf you said that.”
“Three. The Police.”
“Interesting choice.”
She eyed me, sidelong, as if waiting for an argument. “You don’t want to piss off Sting, do you? That dude will out-Zen you to shit.”
“I don’t even know what that means.”
“Number four. Queen.”
“Wrong.”
“What!?”
“Queen are legends. Excellent choice. Just not top five.”
“Okay. Now I see why you guys fought. But guess what? You’re driving, I’ve got beer, and you don’t get a veto vote on my list. It’s my top five. Queen. Number four.” She threw back her beer, which was almost empty.
“Alright. Number five?”
“David Bowie.”
“That’s not a band.”
“Whatever. Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars.”
“You have some curious musical tastes for a woman born in 1991.”
“Thank you.” She took a self-congratulatory swig from her beer, emptying it, and excused herself to get a new one. “Your top five,” she said as she returned, plopping into her seat. She tossed her feet up on the dash, making her mini skirt creep up, giving me an eyeful of those pale, smooth thighs, and a vivid idea of what I’d like to be doing with them… like wrapping them around my face.
“Okay.” I cleared my throat, trying to focus. “The Doors. The Who. Cream. Zeppelin. Dylan. Done.”
“Bob Dylan? ’That’s not a band,’” she said, throwing my words back at me.
“Bob Dylanand his band.”
“You have some curious musical tastes for a man born in… 1988?”
“Eighty-seven. Top five kinky things you want me to do to you that I haven’t yet.”
Katie laughed. “Ah, he finds a way to turn the good clean PG road game dirty.”
“What? It’s within the rules.”
“I don’t think you explained the rules to me.”
“I told you. I name the category, you have to say the top five.”
“Have to?”
“Yep. Or else the universe implodes or something. We once made Zane list the top five exports from Brazil before we’d let him take a piss. He’d had like twenty beers.”
