Even though you could already know someone for several years, there are certain things about people you just didn't learn about them until you've lived with them and saw them on a daily continuous basis. Jeff came to realize this when he and Annie decided to get their own place and move in together. While they each learned several new aspects about each other, five things in particular that Jeff learned about Annie stuck out.

Number One: Annie liked Stephen King books. A lot.

This discovery was made when they first moved in. As they were unpacking all their many boxes (you never know how much stuff you own until you pack it all up), Jeff noticed a box that was labeled S K Books in Annie's handwriting. When he opened it he found it was filled with Stephen King novels. It looked like she had close to half of everything the author had written. He pulled out Cujo, The Shinning, Carrie, Salam's Lot, The Dead Zone, Firestarter, The Running Man, Pet Cemetery, Misery, Nightmares and Dreamscapes, Lisey's Story, and several other books.

Even though he figured she had to be a horror fan after the gruesome story she told at Britta's pre-Halloween party, Jeff was still surprised. He had never really taken Annie for a fan of scary gruesome horror books, even after the werewolf story. He had already unpacked some other books from her collection and so far nothing he found was that surprising. He had found all of her textbooks from Greendale, all of the Twilight and Happy Potter books, several Jane Austin novels, some stories from Nora Roberts. But this was something rather unexpected.

"Annie!"

"Yea Jeff," she called out from the kitchen.

"I didn't know you liked Stephen King."

She walked into the living room holding a handful of pot holders. "Yea. I've been a fan of him since I was eleven. You don't like him?"

"I've read a few Stephen King books. But you have about twenty here. I just never would have pegged you for a fan of this kind of stuff."

"Even after the story I told that one Halloween," she said with a smirk. Annie walked over to Jeff and glanced over at the pile of books before looking into his eyes. "Jeff, you know all the problems I had growing up, right? With my parents and my mom and school and everything. Well, when things were getting bad I started reading these books, because they made me feel better about myself. I used to read all these horribly gruesome stories and I would think, at least that's not happening to me. And it made me feel better about myself. Like, even though my parents were fighting all the time, at least I didn't have to worry about reanimated corpses. Or when they got divorced and I was living with just my mother. Even though that was bad, it was better than being able to see horrible deaths before they happened. And even though I was made fun of in high school, I at least never had girls dump pigs blood on me."

Jeff smiled as he looked at Annie, no longer finding it that strange that she would be drawn to stories like that. He knew when he was growing up he found his own ways of dealing with his own pain. And reading as an escape from your problems was probably better then what he used to do (skip school and cause general mischief.)

Later on as he helped her organize and catalogue all the books on their bookshelf he decided that he would get her a new Stephen King book each year they were together.

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Number Two: Annie LOVES honey roasted peanuts with ice cream sundaes.

Overall Jeff was still very health conscious. But ever since the whole high cholesterol/Pierce's mom dying incident, he came to realize that the amount of time you had was uncertain no matter what you did. So while he still watched what he ate, he now allowed himself to periodically relax his food intake standers.

This mostly extended to Sunday nights. Not long after they moved in together it started becoming an unofficial tradition to pick up a pint of ice cream and share it while watching TV. Luckily they both had similar tastes, so there were never any arguments when it came to what flavors to get.

As for toppings though, Jeff was more of a purist. He preferred to eat his ice cream mostly as it was. If they had some chocolate sauce or cherries in the fridge he'd add that. But he didn't need a lot of toppings.

Annie was another mater. If she had it her way she's pile on anything that was within range. It always amused him when they were at a sundae bar and she tried to put as many toppings on as possible. While she showed more restraint at home, she still liked to put a lot of stuff on her sundaes. She'd put on hot fudge, and whipped cream, and sprinkles, and cherries. If they happened to have oreos lying around she'd even crush up a couple and sprinkle the pieces on.

But her absolute favorite ice cream topping above all others was honey roasted peanuts. Regular nuts she could take or leave. But honey roasted peanuts with ice cream were her aphrodisiac. She'd pour so much in her bowl that Jeff would often joke that she had more nuts then ice cream. It never seemed to both her. She'd simply shrug and say that she liked them with ice cream.

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Number Three: Annie didn't like to eat strawberries.

This discovery was something Jeff would never have guessed. Considering Annie's preference for strawberry scented shampoo and candles, he figured she'd love strawberries. But it turned out that wasn't the case.

The day Jeff found this out he was in a romantic mood. Not just horny and wanting sex, but actual romance (it's amazing what dating that woman had done to him). So while he was out he planned a romantic night in for them. As he picked up supplies he got a box of strawberries and some whipped cream, the idea being that they'd eat the traditionally sensual food off of each other's bodies.

The night started out really well. After a candle lit dinner they went to their bedroom. They removed each other's clothes, with Jeff then carrying Annie over to the bed. She giggled in anticipation, but frowned when Jeff brought out the whipped cream and strawberries. "What you got there Jeff?"

"I thought we'd put this stuff on each other and lick it off," he said as he got on the bed and crawled towards her.

"Aw Jeff, that's sweet. But actually, I don't like strawberries."

He stopped crawling as he looked at her in confusion. "What? No, of course you do." He leaned in and smelled her hair as he gestured to the scented candles on the dresser. "Your hair smells like strawberries, and that mixed berry candle over there had strawberry in it."

"I like the smell of strawberries Jeff. But I never liked how they tasted."

As he looked at her he tried to remember if he had ever seen her actually eat strawberries, and found he couldn't recall any time. He sat back on his knees as he chuckled. "Hu, I never knew that. And I thought you'd love this whole thing."

Annie smiled as she crawled over to Jeff and gently kissed him. "I do. I know you're not that big into romance, so it means a lot that you put in the effort." Her smile turned into a seductive grin as she picked up the can of whipped cream. "And I never said I didn't like whipped cream."

Before Jeff could protest Annie pushed him until he was laying on his back. She took the can and sprayed a line of whipped cream from the top of his chest to his groin. She kissed him deeply before she licked the bit off his neck and started working her way south.

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Number Four: Scaring Annie didn't work when she had the hiccups.

"Jeff!" she yelled as she placed a hand over her chest. "Can you stop" hic "jumping out at me and yelling. It's not" hic "working."

"Fine," Jeff said as he rolled his eyes. "Scaring always works for me whenever I get the hiccups."

"Well it" hic "doesn't work for me. And it's easy for" hic "you. I'd just have to saw I was pregnant and you'd be scared" hic "straight."

She figured he'd simply roll his eyes and come back with a snarky comment. What she didn't expect was to actually see a real look of hurt in his eyes. "Right. Cause you're the only one here who can change. I guess I didn't realize how I feel about the direction my life is heading in."

She looked at Jeff as he sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, turning the volume up until it was almost deafening." "JEFF, CAN YOU TURN THAT DOWN!"

"I'M REALLY INTO THIS SHOW!"

Annie sat down next to him as she grabbed the remote and turned the TV off. "Hey, I was watching that."

"You were watching a show on roofing."

"I'm really into home repair."

Annie groaned as she rolled her eyes. "Jeff, can we please just talk about this. I'm sorry, all right. I just said that because I was angry you kept trying to scare me. I didn't even know you wanted to have kids."

Jeff was quiet as he stared out into space. Annie waited patiently until he finally turned towards her. "I'm not saying I want to have kids right now. But someday, when I'm ready, I'd like it if we had a couple of kids. Hell, if tomorrow you announced you were pregnant I'd be excited. Though that's after I passed out from shock."

Annie giggled as she stroked Jeff's arm. "That'd be a sight to see. Jeff, I really had no idea how you felt about having children. But hearing you say that…" She smiled as she looked into his eyes. "It means a lot. Because I do want to have kids someday. Not right now or anything-."

"No, me neither," Jeff quickly said.

"Just you know, someday. And when it does happen, I know you'll be a great father." She leaned in to kiss him before pulling back in surprise. "Hey, my hiccups are gone."

"So now I know talking about having kids gets rid of them. I'll keep that in mind the next time you get them," Jeff said as he kissed her.

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Number Five: Annie was fanatical about dental hygiene.

"Annie! Come to bed!" Jeff whined. After sex and all the alcohol he had had he would have thought he'd be out for the night. But Annie was in the bathroom and he couldn't get to sleep with the bathroom light on.

Jeff pulled his pillow over his head before kicking the sheets off and getting out of bed. He walked over to the open bathroom door to see how much longer Annie was going to be. He groaned when he saw that she was using her waterpik. "Oh come on! How much longer are you going to be?"

She spit a mouthful of water into the sink as she looked over at Jeff. "I'll be done soon. I've already brushed and flossed. I just have to finish with the pik and then use the mouthwash."

"Can't you do the abridged version just this once?"

"Jeff, I have to take care of my teeth. I had braces and a palate widener when I was a kid. I'm not going to let all that go to waste because of poor dental care."

"I'm sure one night isn't…" Jeff groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose, knowing it was easier if he didn't argue. "Just don't take too long."

He closed the bathroom door before going back to bed and turning onto his side. After about ten minutes he heard Annie come out of the bathroom and get into bed. As he heard her whisper good night to him he smiled. She might drive him crazy at times, but he wouldn't change a thing about her.