In my fancy shoes I tower over his modest height, bringing me from above average to amazon.
"You are not the kind of girl who needs to wear heels"
I slip one off and sink down 4 inches.
"Better?"
"Yep"
"Now all I need is to be pregnant and in the kitchen"
He raises his eyebrows
"You know that saying right?"
"Yeah, I do, I'm just not hungry right now"
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