Before long, we had our own inside jokes, a shared eye-roll at yet another lover's quarrel in a small space.
We talked about music, about high school, his experience then and mine now.
He felt so bad that he said he would pay for a hotel.
I told him he didn't have to do that, but he insisted.
Love their noses too." I quickly chugged the rest of my beer so the date could be over.
I am Asian-American, and my college (and post-college) boyfriend was (and still is, I guess) half black and half white.
He directed us to a hotel where he had already made a reservation.