She may be a city girl, but she's not wrong. "Sure, one of my neighbors had a couple cows," Jim admits, without an ounce of shame for playing into stereotypes. "It was an okay place to grow up. A bit too quiet for me." He'll leave it to her if she wants to assume that's why he eventually left.

"What's so funny about that?" he asks Hunter, giving him a teasing look, to see if he'll try to weasel out of it or stick to his guns.

He happily claims his martini, automatically giving a flirty sort of smile to the waitress. "Is that so?"