Mm, Valentine's Day; your favorite holiday and day of the year! As a newlywed girl, the days where you could spend the most time with your hardworking blue collar husband were the best. Gris was really kind, a gentle giant, blond, and of course, so handsome. He was also a great husband , always taking care of himself, on you...and let's say his height wasn't the only big and girthy thing on him. Gris was everything you could dream for.

Coming back to Valentine's Day, Gris was coming back from work, so after a day of preparing it all, the cozy ambiance was ready—small candles, his favorite food, us on that nightgown he loves, the perfume we love, and our ring, wedding ring, because even at home we love to show off. The door finally opens—and he's there; sweaty, full of dust and boots on hand for not making noise.

"Sweetie, you didn't had to...you look so pretty I might confuse you for a flower." Gris said, with his usual gentle smile, trying not to make our nightgown dirty. "And that's creamy pasta? Oh, sweetheart..."