“Well, I had a couple of hours free this evening and thought it might be nice to catch up,” I say. “A couple of hours? Is that all I’m getting?” he says, passing me my glass. “No, I’ve only got ten minutes to spare with you, then I’ve got another date with some cool people.” He smiles, a fraction too late. “Another date?” he asks. I blush. “I see. Well, I had better make the most of the time I have with you then. Cheers.”
shouldve married this one
