My hubs barber is a cutie patootie meaning he fine as hell. He is from New Orleans so he got that accent. I flirt with him every chance I get knowing there will never be anything more but a girl can flirt right. The hubs does know I like him and he don’t care cause he be going to best buy to look at one of the workers who got a big ass every chance he get….we even. Now the hubs could not take Dman to get his hair cut because he had to work late so I had to take him of course I made sure I dressed really really nice cause I was going to see my boo.
My side boo crush: Hey beautiful long time no see *he gives me a hug*
Me: *blushes profusely* (he smells so good)
Me: I am doing good how are you….and the wife *side eye*
My side boo crush: *laughs* you my wife I love no one else but you
Me: Awww I bet you tell all the women that.
My side boo crush: Naw just you. I see you losing some weight you need to come let me be your personal trainer.
Let me stop right here and say this is why we would never be together he is a die hard exercise buff and well I eat cookies n’ shat and he stays in the gym pumping it and working it. I will not eat smoothies and whole grain and water everyday no sireee. He is a personal trainer and I am tempted to see him on a daily but I heard he was off the chain with exercising so our relationship would not last long…the training relationship *side eye*
Me: Oh you know I am taking things step by step and slow drinking more water, cutting out soda, and only eating pasta/rice once a week. I also do a meatless day
My side boo crush: Oh you doing good I am so proud of you keep it up you gonna be making me sneak out with you soon.
Me: *falls on floor in my mind*
Conclusion: It is nice to get compliments. Whenever I dress up for the hubs he just stares at me like I am an alien never says you look nice he just stares I guess that is his way of saying I look nice…..