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Rome pointed at himself "Quarterback… Quarterbacks throw the ball… in football… to the other players… They control the ga

"Shit, you really know nothin’ about football, do you?" He genuinely was flabbergasted I could see that in his expression

"Nope And no offence, I don’t want to either It doesn’t interest me Sports and I don’t mix"

With a scrape on the red-tiled floor, Rome shifted his chair around the table to be closer to mine and leaned on his hand to face me "I like that you know nothin’ about football It’ll be a change, talkin’ to someone about somethin’ other than the new blitz defence or spread formation"

"Eh…?"

"I love that you have no clue what I’m talkin’ about," he mused

"Happy to be of service"

As Ro e of the table and handed it to s inh he’d stolen all of my breath

"So, Shakespeare, what’s your deal? I take it you’re a brainiac if you’re already on your master’s and been Professor Ross’s research assistant for the last couple of years In fact, youyou all the way to Bama with her?"

I shuffled in disco those lines"

"You don’t like to talk about how great you are in school, do you?" he inquired, intrigued

"Not really It gets e Anyone who enjoys that kind of attention, I think, is weird"

"Then that’s somethin’ we have in common" He sounded happily… surprised

I laid my hand over his and whispered, "Well, that and our Elizabethan epic playwright nasmile "That too"