Ignore that last blog.

Mm. This afternoon at approximately 5:07 PM I heard Christen come through the door. I was tidying up and so I just continued what I was doing until he came in the door and sat down; at which point I would usually ask him how his day was etc'. However; when he threw the door open and I turned to ask what was wrong; I was pulled into his arms and kissed like I'd never been kissed before (except for the first time we kissed when we were cheating). I broke for air; I didn't want to suffocate and I asked what was wrong. "I missed you so much today." He said. I stuttered; mouth wide. He'd never acted like this before. My first instinct was something was wrong and he was buttering me up before he told me what.
"What did you do?" I asked and he shook his head. "Nothing. I wasn't finished with you." And I was kissed again with the same intensity as before.
Perhaps my previous entry was false. He's still attracted to me. I was just being paranoid and selfish. He's been working hard lately; the poor dear. I'm proud of him. He's growing and getting so much better at everything he wants to be good at.

I love him.

This is a short blog; but I thought I should give him the reputation he deserves.

Speak of the devil and he shalt call.
Goodnight, loves. Hello; tomorrow.