Justin walked into the restaurant last night and I felt all fluttery inside. He wasn't supposed to be off work for at least one more hour, but there he was in a blue T-shirt and shorts instead of scrubs.
He said he had taken a walk.
Later he told me he had been on the look out for my car the whole way because he was afraid we'd pass each other in the street and he was coming to surprise me.
It's amazing to me that after more than six years of marriage I still get puppy-dog-happy when he walks into the room.