[thorne]
I could not get enough of Randy’s dishes. It’s true. His dishes speaks volume about how he tastes. Divine, delectable, and addicting. I’m most certain that I’ll be fat ten years from now. I could not help myself but to eat more. And to crave for Randy beyond limits.
After we’re done eating, I volunteered to wash the dishes. Even though I don’t know how. Randy laughed at me. As if I was telling a joke. But I’m dead ass serious. I wanted to prove him. That I might be a jerk, but I’m capable of change.
I’ll change not for myself. But because I loved him. I love that nerd. I want him to know that I deserve his love. All too sudden for others, but damn. Love hits you hard when you found the one. And Randy is God-given to me.
I married him without hesitation. I added force a bit.
