As Simon and I walk through the aisles of the grocery store, I catch him catching glances at my ass. I look at him with a raised eyebrow and wink, "See something you like?" I say with a smirk.
His eyes shift upwards and meet mine. A blush spreads upwards to his cheeks and the tips of his ears. "Well," he says, "you look hot. No homo though."
I look at him with confusion in my eyes, "What?"
He giggles. "Just kidding," he says, which he punctuates by slapping my ass.
"Aleister Crowley, I'm living a charmed life."
He giggles once again. I lean in toward him and kiss him softly. As I lean back I whisper, "No homo though."