We had a fight. It was a silly argument but he was getting under my skin so I was giving him a piece of my mind and I was not holding back. He was arguing back often matching my intensity and I felt more and more frustrated that I was not being heard. I was pacing back and forth drying my hair since I had just gotten out of the shower.

In the middle of this argument, without changing the tone he tells me, "By the way, you look stunning!"

It was so sudden and came at a time when I was least expecting it. I told him "You got some nerve!" After that I turned around because I did not want to see him that his compliment had left me flattered and my anger was now trying very hard to hold its ground.

He followed me into the restroom, stood behind me while I brushed my teeth. He says, "Look I am not perfect. I mess up. But I fucking love you." Then he kissed me at the back of my neck, left me disarmed, took all the fire away from me and went to bed.

"I fucking love you." The way he said it makes me weak in the knees.

He is the only man who can take me from boiling rage to jelly, and I hate him so much for this that I want to fuck his brains out. LOL!