“Whatever. Let’s just agree to disagree,” I said with a shrug. “About everything, apparently,” he replied with a frown. I smirked at him. “Why are you pouting, Caleb?” “I’m not. I just wanted to have a fun evening with you and it’s not really going to plan…” “Well then why don’t we just call time on this fiasco? You find me a burrito, I’ll give you a blowjob and we’re all good,” I suggested. “Seriously?” he asked, perking up at that. “About the burrito? Hell yes. The blowjob? You just took me on what was arguably the worst date of my life. And I once went out with a guy who took me to a bridge
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