(We are driving, when we see a group of people on the bike-path next to the road.)

Me: “Hey, looks like there’s a race going on.”

Husband: “I think the guy in the front is winning.”

Me: “Yes, that’s generally how races work.”

Husband: *laughs* “Wow, I’m more tired than I thought.”

(My fiancé has an extensive t-shirt collection. We’ve been together two years and I still haven’t seen them all.)

Me: “I didn’t know you had a Dexter shirt. That’s kind of hot.”

Fiancé: “Would it be hotter if I made it myself?”

Me: “Only if you used real blood.”

Fiancé: “Well, duh.”

(My boyfriend and I are kissing and cuddling in bed, when he suddenly stops and looks at me. He looks kind of worried.)

Me: “What’s wrong?”

Boyfriend: “I kind of want to ask you something, but I’m afraid it will end up on Not Always Romantic.”

Me: “What is it?”

Boyfriend: “I’m really tired. Are you okay going first? I think I might just fall asleep after I finish.”

(I start laughing, and agree to go first.)

(We are talking about awesome cakes, and how I want an absolutely beautiful cake for my wedding. Suddenly, we realise we’re talking about us getting married someday)

Me: “I get all giggly and blush just thinking about us together.”

Boyfriend: “I hope it happens someday.”

Me: “Me too!”

Me: “I just love you with the intensity of an atom breaking apart.”

Boyfriend: “Perhaps we should use our love as a renewable energy source?”

(A male customer comes up to ask me where something is. A female customer is nearby, studying one of the shelves, and she follows after us. I’m not sure if she has a question for me, or if they are shopping together.)

Me: “Oh, are you two together?”

Male Customer: “At least until I do something stupid.”

Female Customer: *grins at him*