"Neither did you," she replied indignantly. "Anyways.. Do you think I will be able to see your apartment?"
“Not a ton,” he admitted, folding his arms. “Plus, I mean, I know where you’ve come from. It’s a contrast.”
He blinked in surprise before reaching out and catching her hand, pulling it back to him. “I know you wouldn’t. You would never.”
“I want to know more about your month,” he said idly, drinking his coffee. “What did you have for dinner last night?”