“I don’t have much privacy. The media has speculated on many things related to me over the years, and they will continue to do so. Any single woman I’d been photographed with was suddenly my secret girlfriend or wife,” Jonas said while rolling his eyes in exasperation. “The media is so far off the mark about my romantic inclination, I don’t know if I should be relieved or annoyed. Anyway, I’m sure I don’t have to repeat every activity and event I’d participated in over the past eighteen years. You can read them all online or in the magazines.”
Carson blushed. “Yeah. I’d actually done that. I’d read every article and watched every interview that you were a part of. You know that.”
Jonas chuckled. “Indeed.”
Carson’s cheeks reddened even more. “Enough about that. Tell me about your family. Same old?”