Fell In Love With My Roomy
I stand up again, walking over to hug him, and he pulls me down into his lap, pressing a quick kiss to my lips.
"I'm so glad," he whispers. His hand reaches out for my card, and I smile, staying put on his lap.
I spent a while writing it; I wanted it to be perfect. It talked about how long I'd loved him, how often he made my days better, how loved I felt when we were together.
When he finishes reading it, he just drops the card on the table, looking amazed. He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear with a grin. "I love you," he whispers softly. "Thanks, baby!"
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