Love Him. A Lot.

Thursday night I was busy cooking dinner. I know I actually cooked dinner twice last week. The steak and potatoes were happily cooking and it was almost ready but when I messaged the boyfriend to see how far away he was, I found out that he was still at least twenty to thirty minutes away.

So I finished cooking my own dinner and put his in the oven. Just in case you were wondering my steak, baked potatoes and egg was delicious.

He then messaged to say he was almost home and so I began to cook his eggs. He wanted two. I was busy cooking his eggs when he buzzed so that way he could come in. I let him in and opened the door up a crack.

He walked in with a bunch of flowers and maltesers. I smiled instantly, even thinking about it now makes me smile.

He said dinner was delicious too.

Love him. A lot.