The Dating Lesson
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He grabs me and holds me in a tight hug. I laugh and snuggle up to him. “I think we may have just burned a few thousand calories after that,” he says. “I’m starving, and my wife and boy need to eat.”
He rubs and kisses my belly. “Don’t we little guy?”
He always talks to my stomach. Sometimes he’ll have entire conversations with our son as though I’m not even there.
“What would you like for dinner, my queen?” he asks.
I giggle. “Cookie dough ice cream and a garlic tuna sandwich with extra onions and pickles and catsup.”
He cringes. “Sounds delicious.” He playfully kisses all over my face. “I need to get all of my kisses now because there’s no way I’m going near your breath after all that.”
“Hey!” I slap his arm. He laughs and dodges my next attempt.
He settles back down on his pillow and looks me in the eyes. The amount of love I see in them is overwhelming.
“You’re my world, you know that? You and my son are the only things on this earth that matter to me.”
I touch his face. “And you are ours.”
“We’re going to have the best life together,” he says.
“We already do.”
As we kiss, my heart flutters. Life doesn’t get any better than this.