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This date was much like our first, him chatting and making me laugh, me gawping at him from across the table. It couldn’t have been more perfect. The meal was completely delicious. I even found myself comfortable eating in front of Matt, which was rare for me. We shared the food, dipping between the different coloured ceramic bowls and telling each other what we liked best about it.

As we finished, Matt asked me which one had been my favourite.

“Hmmm,” I pondered, considering the empty dishes. “The one with the prawns I think.”

He nodded. “Geang Dang Goong. Good choice. It’s one of my favourites too.” The corner of his mouth turned upwards, and I replicated the action.

When it was time for the bill, I reached into my handbag. “Let me pay half at least?”

But before I could say anything, he’d swiped his card over the reader. “Don’t be silly, I remember how much money you ha