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I love that spot on the shoulder/crook of the neck/chest that is the perfect place to rest my head.
I love when he grabs my hand and holds it while he's driving.
I love when he massages my knee while he's driving (feels soooooo good!).
I love his soft, supple lips... I still remember our first kiss.
I love that he checks to make sure the door is locked at night.
I love when he spoons me and puts his hand on my breast.
I love when he's been drinking beer, working on the truck, and has that rugged smell.
I love his distaste for dust, especially on the television and entertainment center.
I love when he draws, because it makes him happy.
I love watching him play video games, because it makes him happy.
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