We were in the car heading to Montreal and chatting / joking about 'stuff'. When W said "you broke a protocol". My jaw dropped. Protocol??
W said "aren't you supposed to have something around your neck?"
My fingers fluttered upward to discover my neck was bare. In my mind's eye I could see my collar sitting on the shelf in the bathroom where I place it safely each time I have a shower. I had been rushing and forgotten.
I felt naked the whole day.
He noticed! He cared!
First thing I did when I got home was fasten his collar around my neck. I AM His - now and forever,
Sweet! It is sometimes the little things they do that mean so much.
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