What did he just say?
"You can call me babe." He confirms for me. My eyes get unstuck from the pages and stare directly at him.
Um, what?
"It's a loving nickname." He says in an obvious tone.
Yeah, no s**t.
"Um, I'll think of something else." I say quickly to avert the topic.
"I want this." I say pointing to some spaghetti with weird meat in it. Yummy.
"No you don't, you don't like spaghetti ." He says, a smirk creeping onto his lips.
"Do it." He says, urging me.
"Do what?" I ask, letting the menu fall from my hands and onto the table with a quiet smack.
"Call me babe." He says with a boyish smile and the slight tilt of his head, leaning back in his chair.
"No." I say sternly and flip through the pages again.
"Just once." He asks
"Nope."
"Please?" He begs.
"No."
"I'll m
