"Have I ever told you how much I love you?" His voice was soft, fingers playing with the long stands of my bright purple hair. The light outside streamed in through the crack of the curtains.
"A few times." I giggle, pulling the blanket over my ivory skin. Freckles were thrown around on my body, especially near my nose. Numerous times I've woken up to him connecting the dots on my skin with a black sharpie. Yet, I couldn't do the same to him with his dark skin. He wasn't very muscular, he had some chub around his midsection. It all just made me love him more.
"Well I love you more than anything. I think I love you more than 2K." He snickered as I let out a dramatic gasp, hand placed on my chest. He was the love of my life, and he was always there when I needed him the most. When my mother died, when my sister ran away from home, when I had a panic attack in the back of the church where we were getting married, and especially when I lost our first child. It hasn't been easy, but he's my rock and I am his.
"That must be a lot for you, pea brain." I giggled, him rolling his eyes playfully at me. "Luckily for you my dear, I just happen to love you more than dogs. But if Chris Evans comes and tries to love me, I'm sorry but you're gone." I snickered once more before he pulled the blankets from me. I whine softly and he brings me close to him.
"I see how it is. 5 years of marriage is nothing to some guy that isn't even that good of an actor." He snorts, making me gasp once more. I shook my head at him, nor believing what I heard.
"Ridiculous." I huff, causing him to laugh. The next thing I hear is a few cries coming from the baby monitor. "Derek and Lacy will be the death of me." I mumble, slowly climbing out of my warm bed. I hear my husband groan in the background.
"But you love em!" He says in a playful tone causing me to smile.
"That's true. I think I love them more than you." I chuckle, and I walk out the door with him having no complaints.
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