Driving along, more confident, laughing insanely whenever its just us as usual.
My uncontrolled bubbling up of laughter than turns into raucous laughter when he starts laughing. That tinkling laugh that melts all your insecurities away.
Had a 'romantic' time plane watching with him. My favourite past time.
He even insulted my medal. Old girl indeed. He even called it sth vaguely familiar sounding in hokkien.
I should have teased him mercilessly when he asked how to spell 'fussy'.
I've never been told, SO directly my exact weight, waist size and boobs. By a man, no less!
This IS M we're talking about after all.
I also found out that there's a spot on your palm that can reduce a grown man to tears.
M says there's something wrong with me for not even flinching when he pressed that point on BOTH hands.
Did I mention he's into aromatheraphy and accupuncture as well?
Why does he have to sound uber sexy too??
Especially when he goes "baby" this and "babe" that.
And those shades do a damn incredible job of allowing his eyes to rove over MY body without being noticable and yet he blatantly tells me he's checking me out.
The nerve of that man!
I miss M.