The other night my Husband Matt and I were talking about something (clearly I was listening to begin with) when a gorgeous red corvette strolled down the road drawing my eyes like a saucy vixen. After watching it disappear into the horizon, I turned my attention back to Matt. And things went a little something like this:
Me: What? Sorry, what were you saying?
Matt smirking: I knew it had to be a car. A sports car especially, because you never look at other guys that way.
What can I say? I appreciate a pretty lady. At least he has nothing to worry about 😉