"You only get to call me that once in public, Ernest..." she warned, smirking just a little. "That's your one usage of that noun."
"I'll have whatever you're having since you're the expert..." she grinned and slid her arm around his waist as she wiggled and swayed to the hot pace of the music.
She had no idea how old he should technically be. Abi had to be nearly mid thirties if that rule applied and she really was not mid 30s. "I'm sorry but I cannot white wash history. You take the good and the bad together or there's no point in learning at all."