He gives me another look, this time with a growing smile. “What?” I snap. He shrugs. “You two have a little thing. Not as cute as what Heidi and I have, but you know, you’ll get there.” “We don’t have a thing,” I tell him. He ignores me. “Don’t forget to invite me to the wedding, okay? I don’t have to be a groomsman or anything, but I do expect to be in the wedding pictures. I’m not against photo-bombing either.”
THEY DEFO HAVE A THING
