He was in the middle of adding the repulsive hazelnut flavoring Lindsey had adopted after talking him out of his cream and sugar when he caught a flash of movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned to see her standing with her arms outstretched. “Pink?” she questioned. “As long as you’ve known me, have you ever seen me wear anything pink? And who did you think you were buying this for? A Macy’s Christmas balloon?” “Okay, so it’s a little big.” “And the color?” “It’s you, babe. As a matter of fact, now that I’ve actually seen it on you, I think you should consider switching everything over, including your flak jacket.” “What were you thinking?” “That I only had twenty dollars in my wallet and this was the one on sale?” “I don’t believe you. You did this on purpose. You’ve always secretly wanted a woman who would snuggle up to you in pink chenille after you brought home the bacon.”
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