"Let me pay before I forget," he said, taking out his wallet.He spoils me. He truly is my gift.
"It's okay. You don't have to," I said to him.
"Yes, I do. How come you don't want me to pick up my fair share?" he asked me.
"You got me gifts," I indicated, looking at the cookbook and cute plush owl.
"I will always buy you gifts," he said, sweetly.
Tuesday, January 16, 2018
Gifts
My guy was sweet to offer to split the hotel room rate the other weekend. On the second day, he came over to my hotel room and remembered.
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Oh thats sweet. I sometimes think its ok for us to pick up the tab but its nice when they offer!
ReplyDeleteI welcome when they offer here and there. It's sweet.
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