You sat in the kitchen, running your finger across the table and smiling «So.. You got a boyfriend?» A teasing voice came from the other side of the phone «Haha… Why? You wanna ask me out on a date?» You asked, biting your lip «Maybe... Do you have a boyfriend?» «No» You smiled «You never told me your name» «Why do you want to know my name?» «Because I want to know who I’m looking at, darling»