EMILY "Darling I think we should call a plumber," I said to my husband, who was currently on his knees trying but failing to unclog the toilet. He's been at it for thirty minutes now, but won't give up. "What? So he can come and see how big my dump is?" he mumbled. "No, because he's a person who's knowledgeable on this than you are. It's kind of his job," I teased, poking at his competitive side. "I know who a plumber is, " he gritted out in annoyance. I chuckled, leaned down and kissed his cheek. "You're so adorable. Come on big guy," I helped him up by the arm, "you've done the best that you can do, now let's go get ready before the kids get here." They tagged along with Doreen to the foundation. "I'm not adorable, I'm a man." he grumbled as I led him away. "Whatever, you're adorable to me, so deal with it." I moved towards the closet but he grabbed me back to his body and nuzzled my neck, his graying hair fell over his smoky grey eyes, tickling my neck. "No
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