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𝑱𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑫𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑬𝑳𝑺

𝗧𝗢𝗠'𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗩

I parked my truck in the parking lot of our next destination and Johanna's face lit up when she realized where we were.

"Jack Daniel's distillery, huh?" I smiled, opening the door. "I couldn't let you leave without recreating your twentieth birthday from last year."

"I can still taste the whiskey burning down my throat, Tom." "Well, it's a good thing you already unloaded your cargo, so your stomach should be good to go."

"Oh my God." "What? That was like two hours without me mentioning it. I should get a medal."

"Okay, so new deal. You're not allowed to talk about what happened to me for the rest of the day." "Or what?"

We jumped out of my truck and made our way toward the front of the building.

"Or I'll tell the boys about you dancing to 'Oops, I did it again!' with me last summer, and how you secretly enjoyed it." She laughed. "I was shitfaced okay." I said.

"Then I guess we're both in shitty situations." Grinning like a fool, I gripped onto the back of her neck. "And you made your first joke about opening the gates." She swatted my hand away. "How many number two puns can you possibly have?"

"I have balls and a dick. It comes with the territory." I chuckled. "Whatever. No more talking about this or I'm texting them the video."

"You have a video?" "Only one way to find out."

"You're lucky I'm feeling generous."

"You're lucky I haven't uploaded it to MySpace yet." "I fucking hate MySpace." "Tom, you hate all social media. You only have a Facebook because I opened you one."

"And look how well that turned out. I never use it." "You'll be using it soon."

"Is that right?"

"How else will you keep up with what I'm doing?"

"Oh..." I glanced at her. "So, I'll be using it to stalk you like most of your friends?" "Nobody stalks me." She smiled at me. "You'll be the first one."

"Jojo, have you seen what you look like in a bikini? And now you're going to be on a fucking island, wearing one on a daily basis. You're going to get spammed with friend requests. Trust me on that one." I went on. "Maybe I should open an Only Fans account?" "And maybe I should go ahead and start collecting bail money."

She giggled, "Plus, you can talk to me on messenger. For free."

"Look at you, already budgeting your money like a big girl." "Look at you, still going to be living at home like a little boy."

"There's nothing little about me, Johanna."

She rolled her eyes. "Maybe not little, but definitely something huge. Have you checked your ego lately? Phew, I'm surprised you can get through the doors of this building it's so huge." "See, now you understand. Everything about me is just so huge. Especially." I winked at her. "My ego."

After the attendant checked us off the reservation list, she introduced us to our older tour guide, Alex. "Hey, I never forget a pretty face," he greeted, shaking her hand. "You two been here before, right?" She nodded. "We have."

"I knew it! You were here for your birthday?" "Wow, you have a good memory."

"It's all the whiskey I drink, darlin'. Now, are you two ready to have a good time? I'm the best tour guide of this distillery so you're in good hands."

"Let's do it."

I nodded. "You heard the lady." He signaled to the first stop on the tour which was Jack Daniel's office. The property had five different locations that you walked through, beginning with his life, to how they made the whiskey in the barrels, and it ended with a taste testing of ten different brews of the liquor.