When Sir Bradley left this morning, he made sure there was enough wood easily accessible for me on the back porch. He wanted to make sure it was an easy, warm day for me inside.
I admit that there are (rare) occasions when I would prefer a different love language, something that includes love notes, flowers, and maybe even perhaps a little something from Tiffany's (ha!). But there are women all over the world who would kill for a man as thoughtful as this.
They'll have to look elsewhere. This one's taken. =)