I am responding to the playful banter in-kind, so when he made the tickle gesture, I waggled my hips and tugged out my waistband to show how loose they were. This was followed by a waggle of his eyebrows as he surveyed the relevant real estate.
He also whipped out a bottle of wine to go with supper and clinked glasses in a wordless toast.
He does occasional contract work, so there's a project he needs to work on tonight. He excused himself to go do it and I responded with a light and happy. "Ok, cool. Have fun!"
And ya know what? My love tank must be uncharacteristically full because I don't feel abandoned at all. I'm perfectly content, in fact. How odd.
The trouble with having an open mind is that people put things in it.
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