Monday, July 12, 2010
Aw, young love. It's those little moments that you remember the most.
"Can you pop the trunk for me? My backpack is inside."
I stared at him in disbelief. "You're so needy."
He smiled. A minute later he shut the trunk, and we started walking up to our apartment.
"A real man would have found a way to open it by himself," I informed him. "....with his teeth."
He rolled his eyes. "I knew you were going to say that."
"You did not."
"I did! I was waiting for you to say it. We've been married too long."
"Stop lying Kurt."
"I'm sorry you're so predictable."
I stopped in my tracks. Predictable??
I punched him in the chest. Then I stared him down, daring him to say another word.
Satisfied, I turned and started up the stairs again.
"I knew you were going to do that, too."
I hate him.