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Time setting in BE series... a year or two after Ron and Bonnie's marriage. She's still working in a daytime soap opera.

Bonnie Asks Ron

The alarm rang, but neither occupant seemed in a hurry to get out of bed and face the day. Bonnie propped herself up on an elbow and demanded, "Why do you love me?"

"Your ass."

"Ron! I'm serious!"

"Okay, your boobs."

She shoved him towards the edge of the bed, "If I killed you right now, and got an all woman jury, they'd call it justifiable homicide."

He laughed and pulled her into a warm embrace. "In junior high and high school I think I lusted for you... Heck, in high school I pretty much lusted after every girl."

"Guys are jerks."

"Yeah."

"Some of them grow out of it."

"Yeah, I... Hey, are you saying I didn't?"

"If the shoe fits... Your wife asks you why you love her and you tell her it's for her T & A? Come on, I treated you like dirt before college."

"And that made you utterly unattainable, and therefore utterly desirable. We want what we can't have. Ron Stoppable have a chance with Bonnie Rockwaller? No way! You were my object of ultimate desire because you wouldn't give me the time of day."

"That's still lust," she pouted. "Do you love me."

"This is from some musical, isn't it?"

"Fiddler on the Roof. You're Jewish, you should know it. And don't change the subject. Do you love me?" In the back of her mind was the perennial small nagging voice of fear, the reminder of his love for Yori.

"Of course I love you."

"Why? I treated you like dirt."

He snorted, "Well, that isn't why I fell in love with you." He paused for a minute. "I can't say when it started... Maybe when you and Kim were roommates in the dorm. It wasn't just lust then. I don't know if it was love yet, but you became a real person to me... I... I guess I understood you better, hearing how your sisters treated you – telling you that you were dumb and ugly, it was like you needed to prove yourself... We've talked about this before. It's why you hated Kim, she beat you at everything and–"

"She didn't beat me at everything!"

"She–"

"I got you, didn't I?"

"Getting me was a victory?"

"Damn straight," she assured him. "Yeah, the Kim thing again. I wanted to prove my sisters were wrong, and Kim always beat me. It was like she was rubbing my nose in what Connie and Lonnie said about me – she didn't realize how it hurt me."

Ron laughed and gave his wife another hug and kiss. "You're wonderful. You were a riddle wrapped up in a... I forget what. Confident on the outside, insecure on the inside. Tough exterior and a tender heart. Like, the riddle of sweet and salty, or smooth and crunchy at the same time."

"Is everything a food analogy for you?"

"Occupational hazard. Should I go back to listing why you're wonderful?"

"If you wouldn't mind."

"You're smart, and funny, and loyal. Is that enough?"

"That's all?"

"No, it's not all... We're supposed to work today and listing everything would keep us in bed all day."

She hugged Ron. "I could live with that."

He put his arms around her. "Sounds good to me."

"But we have jobs," she sighed.

"Screw work," he told her, one hand drifting down her back to massage her rear.

"There are much better things to screw," she agreed, "but we need to get to work. Can you hold that thought until tonight?"

"I'd rather hold your ass."

"That's lust again. The topic on the table is 'do you love me?'."

"We're not on the table, we're in bed. You said the table was uncomfortable, remember? Where... Oh yeah, college. I started seeing you as a real person. Beautiful inside as well as out. You were still out of my league... When I found out you liked me I couldn't believe it."

Bonnie giggled, "You couldn't believe it. Is that why you got a little crazy with Alan that time?"

"More than once. He was, like, Prince Charming and I was a toad."

Bonnie leaned over and kissed her husband on the nose, "The spell is broken, and you are now revealed as my knight in shining armor."

"Or cotton pajamas, as the case may be."

"Wait, loyal? Loyal makes the top three? Dogs are loyal."

"I didn't say it was the whole list! I could say more... I just... I..."

"You're trying to say you've never been great with words?"

"Exactly."

"You express your love through deeds?"

"Exactly," he pulled her close, his lips going for hers.

She put a hand over his mouth, blocking the kiss. "Like when you cook for me?"

"Yeah," he mumbled behind her hand.

"How about a really spectacular dinner this Friday?" She took away the hand.

Ron grinned, "Super spectacular to show you how much I love you? And then, right after dinner, we can come back to the bedroom and I'll show you more?"

"But not right after dinner."

"Ah, why not?"

"It would be rude to our guests."

"Guests?"

"The Bowmans and that new couple at the synagogue, the Kerbers."

"Ah man, why do we have to have company? You want me to show you how much I love you with a seductive dinner, and then you want to invite guests?"

Bonnie giggled, "Ron, I want everyone to see how much you love me."