C45 Forty-five

He puts his hand up in the air and bends his thumb, my eyes round to saucers, that’s a number I might never achieve. All I need are additional business courses, not degrees. “Four. One Bachelor, two Masters and a PhD. School—learning is kind of fun.”

I giggle when he sticks his tongue out at me, I am impressed. “You are bragging.”

“No. You asked,” he fires back and laughs