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things to be weird for us.  Like we said, I like you and you like me.  We’re both adults.  We can just agree to this with no strings.”
              “Sooo,” she draws the word out as she carefully chooses how to articulate the words about to come out of her mouth.  “When do you want to do this?  Now?  Or are we just going to let the moment come naturally?”
              This is one of those moments that I know I will look back on and mull over the ramifications that it has on my life.  It is a bit surreal to be standing in Kori’s driveway in front of the truck she has been working on as we calmly discuss sleeping together.  I think we are both afraid of it ruining our friendship. Even though we haven’t spent but a handful of hours together, I feel as though we have known each other forever.  Kori is the type of person who you can’t help but like; she is honest and refreshing and witty and sarcastic.  All of these things are balanced just perfectly to where she doesn’t come across as bitchy, and when you blend it with her outer beauty, she is the total package.  I definitely want to be friends with her, and I will do everything in my power to ensure that we can stay friends.  If I weren’t such a selfish bastard, I wouldn’t pursue her, but it is a compulsion that I can’t seem to shake.  I have to have her, in any capacity that she will agree.  I just pray to God that this won’t ruin us.
              “Let’s just keep going how we are right now.  When it happens, and it definitely will, we’ll be prepared and won’t freak out.”  She smirks a sexy little grin at me and cocks her eyebrow.  I tack on an addendum.  “And if you change your mind, I won’t be mad.”
              “Tuck, I won’t be changing my mind.  Trust me.”
              I let out a big breath that I wasn’t aware I was holding.  “Thank fuck.  That would be the most depressing news I’ve had in a long time.”
              She lets out throaty laugh that seem to personify her.  “I’m glad we’re both on the same page.  Come on, quit trying to get in my pants.  I’ve got to get this truck fixed sometime today.”
              And just like that, we are back to normal.  I marvel that Kori has the poise to put us both to ease so effortlessly after such a loaded conversation. 
              “You never answered my question, Kori.”
              “What?  Yes, I did.  I thought we had discussed this and already figured it out.”
              I laugh at her confusion.  “No, not that.  Is music what you want to do?”
              “Oh, that question.  Yeah, it is what I want to do.  I’ve always wanted to be a singer, but my mom always wanted me to get a college degree.  Back up plan, ya know?  So that’s what I’m doing right now.  I’ve been taking the time to work on my performance and some original songs.  I just play random gigs around town, and I look into all the open mic nights that I possibly can.  I’ve been saving up some money to book a studio so that I can cut a demo.  Hopefully one day I can do this for a living.  I know that there’s about a million other hopefuls out there just like me, but that’s what makes it exciting.  If it wasn’t hard work, it wouldn’t be worth it.”
              I stare at her in amazement.  Growing up around Nashville, I have come in contact with countless people who thought they could make it big in the music industry.  Most of them thought they would come to town, cut a demo, some big-shot producer would hear it and they would be instantly signed.  Kori has braced herself for the effort that it is going to take.  In fact, she seemed to be looking forward to it.
              She turns to look at me.  “Do you think my dream is