“Been out with anyone lately?”
“BThe tension headache that’s been threatening all day finally sets in, throbbing low in the base of my skull. I shake my head at Oliver’s ridiculous question, my gaze not straying from the screen of my laptop.
“You know I don’t have time to date,” I say, more than a little exasperated that we’ve had this conversation approximately six thousand times.
Just because Oliver is in a happy relationship doesn’t mean he needs to force monogamy down everyone else’s throats. I’m perfectly happy being single.
“Come on, man. You without p***y is like macaroni without cheese.”
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My vice president, ladies and gentlemen.“f**k’s sake, Ollie. Do you have to be so crass?”
This recurring conversation is wearing thin. I’m about thre
