Dream Love
I laughed.
He pushed me far enough away to be able to look me in the eyes while he said, “You know I love you. I know in your heart of hearts you love me, even if you won’t admit it. I also know that your birth parents thought I was the perfect mate for you. I believe it too. There will come a time when you will believe it. Until then, please try not to give me gray hairs. I’d like to be a handsome bridegroom.”
“I can’t imagine you ever not being handsome, so stop fishing for complements,” I giggled.