My Man and I

Jim and I are building an Ikea dresser. He is wielding the drill with aplomb.

Me: This is, like, the apex of my experience of your masculinity.
Jim: I guess it’s been too long since I’ve built furniture in front of you.

This is such a perfect rejoinder that I hug him. He bites my cheek.

Me: Did you just bite my cheek?!
Jim: No. Sometimes really masculine kisses feel like bites.

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