Last night I was drifting off to sleep in his car. I have insomnia and this last week it's been kicking my butt, but riding in cars can lull me to sleep. He kept glancing over at me as I snuggled deeper into the seat and my eyes fluttered shut with a little smile on his face — I know he loves me.

Very softly, he said, "I can pull over somewhere for a bit so you can sleep a little."

I love him too.