a little noir

“We are so serious,” he says to me suddenly

and then I feel myself blush when he says something into my ear and I think that he is just kidding ....

“give me five minutes,” he says

“No—wait....” but I shake my head and look away as I try not to laugh —but laugh anyway and have to cover my face as I mumble, “no way.... you are crazy, I don’t know if I am emotionally stable enough to handle that right now—“

“Five minutes,” he says but now he thinks it is funny because he sees me blush, “it’s not like it’s anything new,” he laughs wickedly

“No—gosh, is this your idea of a welcome home?”