No One’s Waiting for Him Anymore
Language: en
My childhood friend, Leo, loved to date. He also loved to set me up. If anyone showed even the slightest hint of interest in me, he would move heaven and earth to play matchmaker. "Marcus is back in the country," he told me, leaning against his car. "He wants to get dinner, asked me to bring you along." He glanced at me. "You should go. I think he's still into you." "You weren't interested back then, but maybe it'll work out this time." His tone was more sincere than when he'd proposed to me two years ago. I'd lost count of how many times he'd tried to sell me off like this. In the past, I…