“Melissa, I’m with Cleo.” He folded his arms. “And even if I wasn’t, my answer is still no.” Been there, done that, and have no intention of doing it again. “Oh.” Her face fell for a moment, before the fake-smile was back in place. “But I heard you two were past-tense.” She curled a slender hand around his forearm. “No, Melissa. We are present and future tense.”
