“What? No! That’s ridiculous! Why would I be jealous? He’s not that good looking. And he’s old, especially compared to me.”
“Yes dear, he is twenty-five years older than you,” she nods with a smirk, “but he’s only five years older than me.”
“Yes but...Alex, look at him. I’m hardly likely to be worried about you leaving me for him...”
“Why on earth not?” she shakes her head and bites her lip in amusement; it’s so easy to wind him up. “I think he looks rather dashing, actually.”
“Seriously?”
“I’m always serious.”
“Not you’re not!”
“Well, I am now,” she hides a smile behind her hand in a fake yawn. “Another cup of tea would be lovely, darling.”
“What?”
“Tea? Please?”
“Oh, yes...right,” he jumps off the sofa and carries their cups into the kitchen, pouring Alex’s cold tea down the sink and starting again.
“Bless,” she mutters under her breath. She flicks the screen off on the TV and changes from her casual shorts and t-shirt into nothing but her cream, silk dressing gown, curling herself back up on the sofa just in time for him to re-enter with their tea.
“You don’t mean it do you?” he asks, he sounds forlorn and Alex finally takes pity on him.
“Of course I don’t sweetie,” she strokes a hand over his thigh, “You’re just such fun to wind up.”
“So you don’t think he’s attractive at all...”
“I didn’t day that...”
“Alex?”
“What? No! That’s ridiculous! Why would I be jealous? He’s not that good looking. And he’s old, especially compared to me.”“Yes dear, he is twenty-five years older than you,” she nods with a smirk, “but he’s only five years older than me.”“Yes but...Alex, look at him. I’m hardly likely to be worried about you leaving me for him...”“Why on earth not?” she shakes her head and bites her lip in amusement; it’s so easy to wind him up. “I think he looks rather dashing, actually.”“Seriously?”“I’m always serious.”“Not you’re not!”“Well, I am now,” she hides a smile behind her hand in a fake yawn. “Another cup of tea would be lovely, darling.”“What?”“Tea? Please?”“Oh, yes...right,” he jumps off the sofa and carries their cups into the kitchen, pouring Alex’s cold tea down the sink and starting again.“Bless,” she mutters under her breath. She flicks the screen off on the TV and changes from her casual shorts and t-shirt into nothing but her cream, silk dressing gown, curling herself back up on the sofa just in time for him to re-enter with their tea.“You don’t mean it do you?” he asks, he sounds forlorn and Alex finally takes pity on him.“Of course I don’t sweetie,” she strokes a hand over his thigh, “You’re just such fun to wind up.”“So you don’t think he’s attractive at all...”“I didn’t day that...”“Alex?”
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