Damn, I never knew choosing what to eat would be this confusing.
"Having a hard time picking?" He moved forward and mimicked my sitting position.
"Yes" I said but then reached out and picked a single strawberry from the cake and sucked it into my mouth.
"Are you going to join me or just sit there and watch me?"
"I'm not hungry"
"You not always hungry, why? is it just with me?" He was silent for a minute before he opened the pizza carton n grabbed a slice. That made me smile. Pizza it is.
I also grabbed a pizza slice and started eating.
"So its beginning to feel like anytime we sit together to eat, you want to know something about me" I glanced at me unsure of what to say.
"How about I know something about you"
"What do you want to know?"
"Why did you take this job?" He asked
"The money ofcourse" I simply answered, grabbing the shawarma and taking a bite. I almost moaned as the sweetness hit my taste buds.