I took this from a recent post on one of my favorite blogs withoutmelissa.com.
At one point, I was cooking dinner, chatting up a storm with him and he walks over to me, swipes something off my shoulder and opens the back door. I said “What was that? What did you just take off of me? Was it one of those bugs?” to which he replied, “you didn’t even know it was on you, honey. It’s gone now.”
That's the kind of man I want.
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