"Hey, babe. How are you doing? Missing my dick already? Ahh, I know, baby." My face twisted, now coated in disgust.
Was he speaking to his mistress while on our first date? No respect!
"I'm going to be quick, love. Uhm. Yes, baby. Love you too!" He kissed his phone, and I laughed a little before taking the wine to calm my anger.
"You're speaking to your whores while on our date!" I said, and he shrugged, totally undisturbed or seeing any issue with it.
"I mean, it's not like you're a virgin. Your godforsaken uncle has been fucking you ever since you were six, so...?" He began eating, and I felt goosebumps on my body.
"My uncle? Is that what that bastard told you? Really?" I looked away, feeling inner anger and hurt.
We never said another word to each other again. He ate everything on our table, including my food, and then made me pay for the meals.
Jesus Christ!
What sort of animal did Delrico bring in here for me?
