“What, you finally settling down or something?” Toby asked with a gulp.
“I guess it’s something like that…” I said.
“Oh congrats bro! I better make sure she’s right for ya, I know the type you like!” Toby replied, with a wide grin.
“I’m not getting married Toby.” I told him flatly.
“Wha… You’re not? I’m confused.” Toby said, taking another drink.
I chuckled slightly. “It’s for my daughter.” I said.
With those words, Toby spit out the water he had in his mouth all over the dashboard of my car.
“DUDE!” I yelped, almost losing control of the car right then and there.
“Your daughter?! When the hell did this happen?!” He yelled back at me.
