I melt when he...

brushes the hair off my face while I talk a mile a minute.

rests his hand gently in the small of my back as we wander aimlessly.

kisses my forehead before putting me in a cab.

cuts me off, randomly, by kissing me firmly.

holds the umbrella when it rains--because I'm short and it's just better this way.

banters with me, disagreeing just so we can argue.

apologizes swiftly and sincerely when he goes too far.

sends flowers to work without me ever giving him the address.

reads in bed and mocks my chick lit pick of the week.

thinks it's cute that I like blowing bubbles when I'm sad because it cheers me up and takes me to a happier time/place.

can make points--God knows, I can't.

understands finances--God knows, I don't.

compliments what I'm wearing, EVERY SINGLE TIME--because he digs my style.

drinks me under the table and laughs when I trash talk at the pong table.

chooses me as his partner--no matter what the game or how much I suck.

looks at me with those eyes that say "You're the prettiest girl on the subway" while everyone looks on and gags.

calls just to hear the sound of my voice.