‘You know, Em, if you’re still single when you’re forty I’ll marry you.’ She looked at him with frank disgust. ‘Was that a proposal, Dex?’ ‘Not now, just at some point if we both get desperate.’ She laughed bitterly. ‘And what makes you think I’d want to marry you?’ ‘Well, I’m sort of taking that as a given.’ She shook her head slowly. ‘Well you’ll have to join the queue, I’m afraid. My friend Ian said exactly the same thing to me while we were disinfecting the meat fridge. Except he only gave me until I was thirty-five.’ ‘Well no offence to Ian, but I think you should definitely hold out for
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