My husband and I ride to work together. Part of our ritual is before we get out of the car we give each other a kiss.
This morning we were both mad. He was mad at me and I was mad at him. It was a quiet ride to work with him sitting cross armed in the passenger seat and me grumbling as I am driving.
We get to work and I park. I just want to get out of the car and run screaming away. It is time for our morning ritual. I look over and there he is all puppy eyed looking at me. He is all puckered up and ready.
I say, "What do YOU want?"
He bats his eyes, leans closer and says "Trouble, that's why I married you."
Me - anger floating away as I kiss him.
This morning we were both mad. He was mad at me and I was mad at him. It was a quiet ride to work with him sitting cross armed in the passenger seat and me grumbling as I am driving.
We get to work and I park. I just want to get out of the car and run screaming away. It is time for our morning ritual. I look over and there he is all puppy eyed looking at me. He is all puckered up and ready.
I say, "What do YOU want?"
He bats his eyes, leans closer and says "Trouble, that's why I married you."
Me - anger floating away as I kiss him.
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