Loverboy

She was attractive, I'll give him that. A little too old for him, but blond, friendly and talkative.

As she showed me around the showroom, picking up kitchen cabinet doors for me to examine, he eyed her from afar, biding his time.

And then, we rounded a corner, and he came face to face with her.

I love you, he breathed and then turned to retreat.

Do you mean me? I asked him before he ran, confused at his sudden outburst of affection for someone he had just met a minute ago.

No. Her. He made it clear to us both.

And with that, my five-year-old became a ladies' man. He'll need to work on his delivery a bit, I think.