We often get mistaken for dad and daughter
Just look at my man…
More in love than ever
We look fire together
Sav Harrison, 26
Rummaging around in my bag, I had a realisation that I’d forgotten something.
‘You’re going to have to pretend to be my dad,’ I hushed as we approached the till with a bottle of wine in hand. ‘I haven’t got my ID.’
Able to hold himself with grand confidence and a glimmer of grey showing through in his stubble, I knew that Mars wouldn’t have a problem at all.
‘Ah this is for me, she’s my daughter,’ he grinned as I nodded innocently.
And coming out of the supermarket with a bottle of wine in hand, we’d done it.
Only, it wasn’t the first time that Mars had been in this position.
