He put down the paper and looked across the table at his husband, who was dishevled and had not taken a shower. “Can you at least put on a shirt when you come to breakfast.” His husband just looked at him and yawned. That’s when he decided that the romance was over.
He put down the paper and looked across the table at his husband, who was dishevled and had not taken a shower. “Can you at least put on a shirt when you come to breakfast.” His husband just looked at him and yawned. That’s when he decided that the romance was over.
Romance – she had a hard time remembering what that word meant. She walked through the cold, quiet house waiting for her marriage to finally end.