Saturday night fatherblogger and I went out to a lovely dinner party. We had such a good time that we stayed out past way midnight and I was secretly panicked about how late we’d be getting to bed. Apparently, Fatherblogger was too because when we got home he hopped under the covers, shut out the light, turned and kissed me so fast it was like he was late for a train.

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