I watched him lope into Pierrot’s. Tall, good shoulders, trim hips, the beginning of a nice little belly. Liked what I saw! Hoped he would, too.
Approaching my table, he quirked a smile.
“Samantha?” he said.
I looked around quickly, before my face could fall.
Sure enough, there was Sama, along the wall.
“No, you want my twin,” I said. “Back there.”
He had the grace to flush slightly. “I’m so sorry,” he said.
“That’s all right – one of the downsides of being a twin,” I said.
“I know,” he smiled, as he glanced at the door. “Here’s mine now.”
Approaching my table, he quirked a smile.
“Samantha?” he said.
I looked around quickly, before my face could fall.
Sure enough, there was Sama, along the wall.
“No, you want my twin,” I said. “Back there.”
He had the grace to flush slightly. “I’m so sorry,” he said.
“That’s all right – one of the downsides of being a twin,” I said.
“I know,” he smiled, as he glanced at the door. “Here’s mine now.”
