He took me kayaking today, and seeing as it was in the high 90's (fahrenheit), I decided to wear a bikini under my tank-top just in case. While we were still at our apartment, I mentioned that I probably won't take off my shirt...seeing as I don't want to be judged by my tummy chub.

Well, while we were out on the water, he said "you're sweating like crazy, just take off the shirt!"

I shook my head timidly, and that's when he took off his own t-shirt. Underneath was one of my bikini tops, which immediately sent me into a fit of giggles. He pulled my kayak to his, and murmured "Now if anyone looks over here, who do you think they're going to be judging the most?"

And that was all the assurance I needed to let the world see me in a bikini.

Get you a man like that.