Dumped the Liar, Claimed by My Genius Boss

The fifth time I came home soaked from the rain,

my boyfriend, sprawled on the couch playing video games, glanced up without much interest:

"Forgot to pick you up again. You know me, I'm basically a fish. Seven-second memory..."

My boyfriend of six years is a "fish."

Anything to do with me, he remembers for seven seconds.

The time before last,

I got sick and ended up in the hospital, and Ethan Caldwell volunteered to take care of me himself.