Red nail polish, hoverboards, and horniness

My guy and I were chatting at our usual restaurant for lunch on Friday. He looked at my hands.

"I love your nail polish colour," he said.
"Thanks. It's red, just for you."

My guy loves red nail polish. He loves my nails to begin with. He especially like when I break out the red polish. It turns him on.

I told him that he looked good. He was wearing a new shirt. It was grey and blue. He told me that I looked good, too.

We were then talking about hoverboards.

"The hovercraft toy that this place has may not be safe," I said, looking at an e-mail.
"How come?" he asked curiously.
"Some have been known to catch fire," I explained.
"That's not good," he remarked.
"No, we can't have crispy me after riding one," I reasoned.
"You are already yummy the way that you are," he said in his sweet way.

I could tell that he missed me and that he was getting horny. More about that in another post.