In chocolate heaven. My goodness it's good. It is SOOOO good.
I wonder if I said that out loud or thought it. It doesn't matter. I could say it out loud twice and he wouldn't even notice. He takes it from me. I'm jealous. Overprotective. I want 1 more spoonful. Clearly just lied. Ok maybe 2 more spoonfuls, but not more! Decide that I'm going to have more then 2 spoonfuls once he hands it back to me. Watching him eat it. Cringing a little bit inside. I know the jar is slowly emptying and it's not because of me. Makes me angry. I usually love sharing. Feel guilty for feeling this way. Think that I should accept that he's having some too. He takes a small loaf of bread and prepares to spread it on. "No!" I yell out. "We're gonna eat dinner in a few hours..." Reward myself for coming up with a good excuse. Good thinking Clara. Realized I can't accept that's he's aloud some too. I take it back from him. Ask him to check something in the other room for me. Make sure he's not looking. 4 more spoonfuls, just like I thought.
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