Saturday morning

*yawn*

2xB: "So what do you want to do this morning?"

HTB: "Breakfast..." (*kiss*) ..."then I need to take care of some things today. We'll go to the movies or something tonight."

2xB: " Things? What's on your list? More laundry? (Hahahahahahahaha!)"

HTB: "Errands."

2xB: "Well, since I've barely seen you this week, like not at all until last night, how about I come with you?"

HTB: "No, I need to take care of some things on my own."

>>>eyebrows rising slightly...<<<<
>>>>pondering, don't want to be distrustful or overly nosey/naggy...<<<<

2xB: "On your own? What, will it invalidate your Man Card or something if I come with you?"

HTB: "Cute. Very cute." *kiss*

2xB: "But I'm not coming with you...?"

HTB: "No. But I'll pick you up tonight at 7:30? 8:00?"

2xB: "Sounds good."

*yawn* stretch, put feet on floor, groan because I'm middle-aged and those teen years of playing basketball and volleyball very aggressively are coming back to haunt my knees....

We head out to breakfast in separate cars, guzzle gallons of coffee, eat every bit of our waffles and make noises about getting into better shape, and laugh at the latest political foibles in the news.

HTB: "I gotta go, Sweetie. Is 7:30 good with you?"

2xB: "Sure. Jeans? Dockers? Pretty skirt to flirt with?"

HTB: "Jeans. We'll grab a movie and make some Tex-Mex somewhere."

He walks me to my car, kisses me...

2xB: "Are you sure I can't come along?"

HTB: (walking away) "Yes... very sure. "

2xB: "Wait... where are you going?"

HTB: "To see a man about a ring."