Both of us really can't help it, we still enjoy each other's companionship of chit-chat.
But why me? Why do he find having a conversation with me is amusing?
Of turned 33 last 1st July (yes, I am sharing a birthday with the late Princess Diana) I could see I need two men in my life. A husband and a male best friend. I know it is impossible to have a husband and the same time an innocent friendship with another man. But when you're in your past 30s, your perspective changes.
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