“You did.”
Xander sipped his water. “You looked stunning.”
“Now who’s rewriting history? You didn’t think that at the time.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Didn’t I?”
I sucked in a breath, unsure if he was being serious or not.
“Maybe I am rewriting history a little. Or maybe I’m looking back on that moment and remembering how amazing you looked. Hindsight is a wonderful thing.” He stroked my hand with his thumb. “I’m remembering lots of little things about you.”
“More embarrassing things?”
He shrugged. “Maybe. You pressed my suit for me when I went for my first-ever job interview.”
I clicked my fingers. “You were applying for a Saturday job at our local supermarket.”
“Stacking shelves. I think the suit was overkill.”
“You looked hot in it, though.”
Xander raised his eyebrows. “Hindsight?”
I laughed and nodded. “Do you still have that suit?”
“Mum might have kept it. She’s sentimental like that.”
I frowned.
“She’ll have kept it as a memento of when she thought I would get a normal job.”
“Oh!” I laughed. “Normal jobs are overrated.”
“They are.” Xander smiled. “I don’t think it would fit me anymore. I’ve bulked up quite a bit since then.”
“That’s a shame.”
“Why?”
“You look sexy in a suit.” I waggled my eyebrows. “I’d like to see you strip out of a suit.”
Xander’s eyes sparkled. “Maybe you will one day.”
He let go of my hand when our server brought our food. It looked and smelt delicious. I closed my eyes and inhaled the scent of the herby sausages and onion gravy.
“My turn.” I cut my sausage into five pieces. “You used to eat the most disgusting things for lunch.”
“No, I didn’t!”
“Uh-huh. You keep telling yourself that. Who in their right mind eats bacon, banana, and peanut butter on a bread roll?”
Xander put his fingertips to his lips and did a chef’s kiss. “That’s the food of the gods!”
“It’s gross.”
“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. That’s it. I’m going to make you one tomorrow for lunch.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Please don’t.”
