Early Sunday afternoon while I was trying to recover from the previous night's christmas party and resting my eyes on the couch, Martin crawling into the nook behind me in the couch and whispered, I'm wearing your favorite outfit.
O yeah, what is that? I didn't even bother to open my eyes.
Boxers and black socks. You like the boxers because they're so casual and the black socks because they bring the sense of comfort that you also really like.
Does anyone not see why I love this man?? Who else would say that?
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