The gasp I emit is embarrassing. The first item I pull out is a crumpled McDonald’s receipt for a Big Mac and Quarter Pounder combo. From the night he took me out for food after my disastrous date with Segway Jeff. “You kept this?” I ask, misty eyes catching his gaze over my shoulder. He presses a soft kiss on my temple. “Yup.”
STOP HES SPEAKING HER LOVE LANGUAGE
Amanda books_ergo_sum liked this
