Once more he’d hit a good topic. Damn he was good at this. Maybe a little too good. Still, he sat patiently while she thought of her favorite author. Turned out to be the guy that he was supposed to have read. Or at least he was A favorite. He leaned forward like he was completely interested and grinning like the Cheshire cat. Well, he was fairly interested anyway. Anything that made Sam perky like that was good. Jamie sort of laughed and shook his head, “If you were boring me, I’d let you know. Or I’d be thinking of football statistics. I’m more interested in making you smile.” Alright, that was a little creepy but still, it was the truth and surely she needed the truth.