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“And I married a psycho”

“Hey,” I snap

He chuckles “A very cute—” I glare “Sexy,” he amends, “smart, psycho”

“If I’m psycho that means I could kill you and no one would ever be able to trace it back to me, so you better be nice to me” I raise my chin in the air

“I’ll try er to er, but he’s too quick and skirts away “Finish your ice crealasses I have lined up on the counter to be put away in the glass cabinets above the sink

I kick s up on the table and watch him while I eat my ice cream

With his back to me he lifts the plates up into the cabinet, his shirt stretching taut across his muscles and I hum in appreciation He looks over his shoulder at me with a smirk

“Watching me work, sweetheart?”

“Yeah” I swirlmy ice cream with a view The perks of married life”

He laughs “I hope you always feel that way”

“I et bored eventually, but that’s what sex tapes are for”

He chokes on a laugh “I shouldn’t be surprised by the things that come out of your mouth anymore, and yet I still am”

“I’ you on your toes was in our vows, if it wasn’t it was an unspoken one”

He shakes his head “Is that so?”

“Oh, yeah I’m sorry you missed it”