Remember Me

"You're uh, you're dad called," he added quietly then coughed rubbing the back of his neck.

"And I don't care," I scoffed.

"He still doesn't like me," he chuckled.

"Good, maybe I don't want him to like you," I grinned trying to be playful.

After talking a bit more I went and got dressed, ready to head out the door for my meeting.

"Nick, I'm heading to the meeting," I yelled making sure he heard me.

"Please, be safe," he mumbled in my neck after wrapping his arms around me.

"You tell me that every time," I giggled when he started tickling me.

"Yeah but I mean it," he said softly.