“Ben, you don’t have to spend all your money on me. I don’t need anything!” I protest.
“Oh really, not a designer handbag or anything like that?”
I frown at him as we both know I’m not a handbag type of girl. But then I tilt my head to the side feeling playful again.
“Sure, I’ll have a Birkin bag, do you think they sell them here?”
“I’m sure they do, let’s go.”
“Ben I was joking!”
“I know, but maybe you would be a handbag girl if you got a really nice one you loved.”
“Yeah not one that’s worth £20,000 though!”
“We won’t know until you try it.”
I look at him in horror as I don’t think he’s joking.
“Ben I would never spend £20,000 on a handbag.”
“Correct! I’ll be spending it” he replies with his signature smirk.
“Oh yeah, with all that spare change you have!” I tease.
“Kinda
