"I am thirsty." Mac said while snuggled up with me on the couch. I was having a bad day where I kept fighting with everyone and I have no clue why it kept happening. I just couldn't seem to make it stop. "Then You should have a drink." I said snuggling into His chest closer because He smells so good and feels so right against my cheek. "Can't right now." He said matter-of-factly. "I am too busy holding you close."
My big tough rugby player keeps telling me He isn't at all romantic.
Who needs flowers when you have moments like this?
Addit: When I showed Mac the above and told Him it was my blog post for the day, He scowled at me. "You make me sound like a big girl's blouse!" He said. I grinned and offered to kiss His scowl away. And my big tough romantic rugby player came back with "A blow job would not be unappreciated while you are at it."
