“My girl always forgets her hair ties.” He pulled out a tie and reached across the group to hand it to me. “I’m always carrying extras for her.” He shrugged. The other guys laughed at him. His cheeks turned pink. “You, sir, are the world's best boyfriend,” I exclaimed, putting my hair into a ponytail. I looked at the other guys. “That man.” I pointed to the guy with the pink face. “Knows how to keep a woman happy,” I declared, finishing with my hair. “And probably in more ways than one.”
