(Side note: We got back from FL 6/29 and my FIL had surgery yesterday... but I have not had the mental strength to deal with that little catchup... so... another day perhaps. Today though? Things that make my heart smile).
He doesn't just tell me I'm beautiful... he shows me he thinks I'm beautiful from the inside out every single day. I'm lucky... and grateful.
He's a cheeky little shit... and as charming as you could get. Dude has been talking me into his crazy and out of my panties for years.
But every now and then... he pulls a new little compliment out the bag and it throws me and makes me blush. Most recently?
As I was walking out the door for work earlier this week... 6:30 in the morning... hair askew... weariness creeping in... he looked me up and down... cocked his eyebrow... smiled... and said... you look like you're ready to go fight a bitch today.
And honestly? I prefer that over beautiful. #ProjectBadass
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