After seventeen years of marriage, you’d think the romance would turn stale...boring. And perhaps it does, until your guy does something that just knocks your socks off.
Nope. It wasn’t a fabulous Valentine’s Day present (although he did cook me a sumptuous meal for the occasion.) It was how he treated me when I was (still am) at my worst.As the flu symptoms subsided, bronchitis kicked in. I’m a nasty mucus machine right now. If I’d been in my husband’s shoes, I’d find lots of excuses not to be around me. I’m not a pretty sight.
Instead of running away, he has stuck by my side, bringing me hot tea and medicine, making sure the dog has been walked, and telling me that he doesn’t mind my rather inglorious hacking.
If that isn’t love, I don’t know what is.
So forget the flowers.
Don’t even bother me with poetry.
Give me a man who’ll hug me when my nose is runny and I sound like I’ve swallow a barrel of gravel. The guy who sticks with you when you’re at your worst, now he’s a keeper.
Mystical Seduction, TWRP
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