I started walking, telling X about our plans for the house near the falls. He walked silently, and when I looked back over my shoulder, he was eating another pasty. “Seriously? You’re supposed to love me, and instead, you’re hiding your pasties from me like a squirrel!” “Squirrels can only wish they had these nuts.” He grabbed his balls, giving me a bashful grin. “Sorry, Love. But you and pasties are kind of on the same level for my devotion. Please, never make me choose.”
