He straightens the napkin on his lap and sits up straight.
He looks up a little, daydreaming of something.
I smile. "What are you anticipating?"
He turns to look at me. "How do you know I'm anticipating something? How do you know these things?!"
I laugh. I laugh because I know him more than anyone else. And I know him more than anyone else because I love him.
BTW, he was totally anticipating the arrival of the Tiramisu cake we ordered. ;)
