Nice Woman

We drive on in silence, as I enjoy the fresh air zipping past. Eventually we slow down at a red light, drawing my attention away from the scenery and back to the lovely woman next to me.

"Could you go ahead and describe exactly what you like so much about me?" I ask her, not expecting any real answer.

"You're just so cute, I wanted to get to know you."

"Are you sure that's all?" I asked, knowing full well that I was going to change her answer. She tapped her chin for a moment before turning back to me.

"Actually, now that I get a better look at you," she pauses for a moment, considering whether to admit her 'true' feelings towards me. Just because I put them there doesn't make them untrue. Eventually she relents, and continues her sentence. "You're perfect, you're everything I want in a man."

"Oh really?" I smile, watching her swoon.

"Yeah," she continues, picking up steam, "you're the ideal man, you're everything I've ever wanted," she grows more enamored by the minute, "I love you, I love you so much"

"How much do you love me?" I ask, enjoying her stroking my ego.

"I love you so much, I'd do anything for you"

"Anything?"

"Anything." she repeats, breathlessly.

"What if I asked you to jump out of this car?" I asked, as we started moving again.

"I'd do it in a heartbeat."

I smile at her response, and as we pull up to her workplace, I wonder if I should take her up on her offer.