Shameless
My boy is a shameless flirt. I had a meeting this morning at the place we are holding our wedding. He sat opposite the lovely Angela and goo-goo eyed, grinned and acted coy all the way through our chat. Of course Angela thought he was just beautiful which only encouraged him more.
He didn’t stop there though. The lady behind the counter at Bakers Delight also got the full on Bert treatment (but that didn’t stop me from getting the roll with the least amount of mushrooms on top. Perhaps she was distracted.). I dread to think what will happen when actually realises he can use that dimple and those blue eyes for evil, not good. Lock up your daughters now would be my advice.