Because people lie.
All the time.
“How do you know you like wine?” he counters.
“’Cause I just know. I drink it. I make it. It’s one of my favorite things in the world. It makes me happy.”
“Okay then.”
I laugh. “I’m one of your favorite things in the world and I make you happy?”
“Yes, sweetness. You are my favorite thing in the world. And you make me very happy.”
“We haven’t even had sex yet.”
“I’m planning to change that real soon.”
“Why, are you on your way to my room?”
He laughs. “You know, I wish I was. But my girlfriend wouldn’t let me go with her today, imagine that. But, hey, you say the word and I’m there. I don’t care what she says.”
We talk for a little while longer before hanging up. It’s lighthearted, flirty, and fun. And when we disconnect, I find myself holding my phone to my chest and smiling.