“Oh,” Ledger seemed to realize he’d left some things out, “the doctor is my mom. She went off on me about how that was no way to treat my boyfriend.” “Boyfriend?” He chuckled. “It’s not like I was going to correct her and say, ‘Actually, Mom, he’s the man I own’. Boyfriend has a better ring to it anyway. Less wordy. Besides, does it matter what I call you? You’re mine. I’ll call you what I like, and I like the sound of boyfriend.”
