I watched as my wife pressed her hands against the glass standing between her and the various cakes in the display case.
"What if we got that one? Or that one?" She pointed at several different desserts and sighed as she looked at me with pleading eyes.
"Pick your top three." I chuckled as I caved in. She gave me a bright smile as she chose three of her favorites and then wrapped her arms around my arm and leaned her head against my shoulder.
"Thank you." She said quietly.
"Anything for you my dear." I kissed her forehead as she nudged herself into my arms and I wrapped them around her. We waited for the cakes to be ready and I paid. My wife carried one of the cakes in a box while I carried the other two cake boxes.
"You're amazing." She said as she kissed my cheek.
"It's because I have you." I said and kissed her forehead once more.
There is comfort in sweets as there is comfort in your arms.
