"This is my favorite length. It's long enough to not be prickly, but short enough to not be completely gross."
He just stared at me.
"Here, do you want to feel it?"
"....are you kidding?"
I gave him a slightly wounded look. "No babe, I'm serious. I think it feels nice."
He reached out, and touched my leg hair. Then he quickly pulled away, a slight grimace on his face.
I looked at him expectantly.
"It feels nice, huh?"
He gave me a weak smile. "Um, sure. It's great."
And that is how I know he loves me.
I'm linking this post to my sister's meme, Small Treasures Tuesday. Because the look on his face was a treasure.