“SO, girlfriend?”“No girlfriend.” It took him a while to answer. They’re still at the coffee shop, sitting in front of each other, with empty coffee cups on the table.“Since today?” Astrid folded her hands under her chin and stared at him as if studying him carefully.“Since two years ago.”“Why do I feel like you’re not telling the truth?”“Fine,” he smiled. “I dated a few. Just dating, that’s all.”“Why?”“Actually, I’m not sure. Maybe no time?” Bullet shrugged his shoulder. “No interest.”“Wow, ‘the’ Samuel Blake Ortega, no time and no interest for girls? That’s something.”“I’ve matured,” he joked, smiling. How could he tell her that she’s the sole reason why he doesn’t have time and interest in da
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