"I want to get drunk." You say closing your laptop and pushing it away from you lay your head on your kitchen table. There were folders full of files and paperwork that your coworkers had conveniently decided to make mistakes on so now it was up to you to finish it.

"Okay, and what brought this about?" Chris asks as he walks into the living room wearing his red and blue flannel pullover and a pair of blue jeans. You loved that pull over. When he had some off time from work and could grow a beard he looked like a sexy lumberjack. You watch him for a moment as he pours himself a glass of homemade lemonade his mother had made just the day before.

"I hate people Chris," you say causing him to chuckle.

"Yeah, some people suck."

"I mean how hard is it to do the job right the first time?" You add sitting back up to stretch out your arms.

"I don't know babe," He answers as he brings you the glass he had just poured only to return and make a new one.

"Oh well," you reply bringing the drink to your lips and savor the great taste. Placing the glass on the table next to you, you smile and letting out a sigh of relief say, "Good thing it's all done." You feel a cold nose touch your leg and you smile as you reach down to ruffle Dodger's fur. "What's that Dodger, you wanna go to the dog park?" You ask and he jumps to his feet suddenly super excited. "I don't know buddy, you have to ask daddy first." You add and he instantly runs into the kitchen and tries to get Chris's attention.

"Give me a sec buddy," Chris says reaching down to give Dodger a quick scratch behind the ears.

"But dad, he really wants to go." You add making Chris chuckle.

"I thought you wanted to get drunk?"

"We can take Dodger to the park, then on the way back stop by the liquor store and get the booze. You know, win, win." You say a smile filing your lips.

"That's a win for you and Dodger, but what about me?"

"You've never seen me drunk before," You say causing him to cock an eyebrow at you, "I've been told it's really a sight to behold."

"You don't get angry drunk, do you?"

"Nope," You shake your head as he you stand up and grabbing your glass bring it with you to the kitchen. As you set it on the counter you run your hand up his chest and smirk as you add, "I've been told I'm a flirty drunk."

"Oh really?" He asks a playful smile filling his lips.

"Yup, so that's what you get to look forward to." You hear Dodger bark and you smile as you turn your attention to him. "Alright, let's go."

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"I'm sorry but that lady really pissed me off." You say as you lead Dodger into the house Chris following behind you with the grocery bags in his arms.

"I know babe,"

"Like I know the dog was her kids; but the kid was like what, 8, if your dog goes after another dog you don't leave that on your child to break up. She should have gotten off her ass and got her dog, not leave it up to her kid. I mean the kid was scared Chris, I had to step in and grab the dog so it wouldn't hurt anyone or itself."

"I agree, she shouldn't have left her daughter to handle it." He says as he closes the door behind him and walks past you into the kitchen. You unclip the leash from Dodger's collar and give his ears a scratch before you follow Chris.

"I'm sensing a but,"

"But you shouldn't have put yourself in that situation. I understand you wanted to help, but I don't want to see you get hurt."

"We've been over this many times Chris, I grew up in a house that had ten dogs at one time ranging from a little Rat Terrier, to Labs, to Pitt Bulls, to Great Danes; I'm not scared of them."

"I know (Name), but I'm scared you're gonna get hurt." He replies worry filling his face as his eyes meet yours.

"I-" You start to argue but decide against it. Letting out a heavy sigh you walk around the bar and wrapping your arms around his waist you nestle into his back and say, "I'm sorry. I was just worried about Dodger and the little girl."

"It's okay," He says as he twirls around and wrapping his arms around you kisses you gently on the forehead. "I would've done the same thing." He gently rubs your arms before he continues, "I just don't want anything bad to happen to you."

"I understand," You say offering him a smile. "Next time we'll invite Sebastian and Frank and have a doggy playdate."

"Sounds like a plan babe," The two of your stare at each other for a moment before he clears his throat and says, "You still want that drink?"

"Yes, please."

"Coming right up."

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"Okay (Name), I think that's enough." Chris says after your 8th jack and coke.

"Aw, why?" you reply a giggle leaving your lips.

"Cause you're drunk."

"That-That's completely unrelevant." You say reaching for your glass only to have Chris pull it away from you.

"You mean irrelevant babe,"

"See, even buzzed you're perfect. Which is beyond annoying, I can't look at you." You say looking away from him making him laugh.

"But I thought you loved to look at me." He adds and you slowly look aback to him.

"I do love to look at you."

"Careful babe, or I'll think you only love me for my looks." He adds taking a sip of his drink.

"I love you for so much more," You say a smile filling your lips. "Your looks are just a bonus." You add making him choke on his drink.

"Care to elaborate?" He asks as he catches his breath and leans closer to you.

"How can I say this," You think aloud as you drum your fingers against the coffee table top. "Ah, If I murder someone, you are the person I call to help me drag the body across the floor. you're my person." He bursts our laughing making you furrow your brow as you add, "What's so funny."

"You, babe. Oh shit, I need to get you drunk more often."

"So does that mean I can have more?" You ask and his face quickly becomes serious.

"No. You're done for tonight."

"AH! NO FAIR!" You yell out tossing yourself back onto the floor and pout. You would have been more convincing had Dodger not picked that time to come over and lick your face making you laugh out loud in happiness. "I love you too Dodger!" You cry out as you wrap your arms around his neck and rub his head.

"Alright man, come on, share her with me." Chris says as he moves over to sit next to you causing Dodger to move over to him instead. You continue to laugh as your eyes meet his. "You okay?"

"Yeah," You reply pushing yourself up into sitting position to lay your head on his shoulder. "I love you."

"I love you too babe,"

"I was talking to the flannel, but okay."

as your eyesmq