I rolled my head to toward him. “Like what?”
He shrugged. “Like some school girl who finally got the guy she likes to notice she exists.”
I laughed. “Guys in school have crushes too.”
“Whatever. This isn’t a gender thing. Stop trying to change the topic.”
“I’m not. I was just pointing out a flaw in your thinking.”
Shane groaned next to me as I rechecked my messages. I couldn’t deny the back-and-forth banter was addicting.
“I need another beer.” He hopped off the table without looking back, and I swung my feet as I felt my phone vibrate again.
I thought we were sharing secrets.
But then it wouldn’t be a secret anymore.
Noted.
I can’t reveal all my secrets, yet.
You have yet to reveal any secrets.
Tell me something else then.
What else do you want to know?
What’s your favorite color?
Purple
Favorite Food?
Hm. That’s a hard one.
So many good foods out there.
Right now, it’s steak.
What do you put on your pizza?
I wouldn’t want to even look at a piece of pizza right now.
Wow.
Who doesn’t like pizza?
It’s unnatural.
I couldn’t turn down a slice of pizza if my life depended on it.
Haha!
Probably has something to do with the fact that pizza is readily available anytime.
Anywhere.
We eat pizza all the time.
