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I tell my son dinner is there but going out so won’t be cooking today. I meet with Pete, first time in four weeks, I am 15 mins early, he is ten minutes early. We go for a Sunday roast, have a good chat and he sees me to the bus to go home, we flirt a little with each other and he gives me a big smacker when I leave. A nice time and I feel warm Inside. My son rings to say sorry he didn’t cook today. I say no matter, went out to eat. Who with he asks.pete I say. I know he doesn’t like it but by now he must know how I feel about him still.