As she slips under the heavy goose down quilt, a soft muffled cry erupts from her mouth . "Darling, the paper has yet to change since you read it this morning!"
He glares at her with a charmed look in his black eyes, "That may be correct, but I forget to check the NBA statistics this morning, the Celtics beat the Lakers last night!"
" Can you put it down please, it is starting to get late," She claims half heartedly. "We have to get up early and run tomorrow with the Johnson's."
" Yes my love, one more moment. I'm just finishing this article on the Lakers new offense."
He gives her a loving smile and returns his attention to the paper, a look of annoyance spreads across her dimly lit face.
"In a couple months basketball season will be over, and you won't have those stats to pour yourself over anymore. What are you going to do then?" She gently contests.
He laughs adoringly and grabs her petite hand, " Well then I'll put all my attention into loving you dear."
She glares at him with fiery rage, and then a smile slowly starts to grow. " Why did I marry a fool like you?"
As she turns off the lights, and they snuggle into the warm covers, all goes silent in the room. Suddenly a faint whisper escapes his tender lips.
" Because sweetheart, you love me too."
