“Just to make sure though, if some guy posts a picture of me sitting on his lap in a year, it’ll be an old one too, okay?” His fingers jerked, and I just about laughed at the incredulous face he made. “What guy?” “Some guy I don’t remember. I’ve met a lot of them, so….” I glanced at him with a smirk. He wasn’t smiling. But I was. “You’re not funny.” “I’m super funny.”
