Our steaks arrive, and we sit silently while the waitress lays them out on our table. He gives her one of his seductive smiles, and I watch her literally slump with desire.

Jesus, you’re being so obvious, it’s actually pathetic woman!

I frown across at him, a visual telling off. He likes to invoke the reaction for his own amusement, the eternal playboy with the childish temperament. He likes the effect he has on women of all ages.

“She may have trouble finishing her shift now,” I scold after she wanders away.

“Jealous?” He winks at me, but I just glare at him coldly.

No! Maybe.

“Your un-flailing libido never...