Marcus hardly had any gal pals, and it was a blue moon when Cornelia catched him singing praises about other women. But here he was, all starry-eyed about Sallie.
At that moment, Cornelia was green with envy. She felt like a monster, getting all jealous so easily.
When she suggested Marcus should marry another woman, he was first ticked off. But once he got her drift, he broke into a chuckle, "Are you jelly?"
"Yes, I'm jealous. I'm your wife and you're complimenting other women right in front of me, saying they’re smart, beautiful, and wise. Can't I get jealous?" Cornelia shot back.
Cornelia, all envious and stuff, looked so cute that it made him want to nibble on her. Marcus felt the same, so he gently bit her, "I just said she was clever, didn't say she was a looker. In my books, the only stunner is you."
Cornelia said, “Don't think you can fool me with that!"
Even though she said this, she was over the moon on the inside.
Marcus went on to explain, "I praised her smarts because she first got close to my friends, then me. Even after I blew her off, she didn't stick around. Cornelia, I only have you."
Cornelia said, “I got it."
As they chatted, they reached the new pad Marcus bought.
This was Cornelia's first time here, and she was gobsmacked as soon as she stepped in. If it weren't for the different floor plan, just by looking at the interior design, it was almost a spitting image of her own house. Even the wall paintings were identical.
"Why'd you style this place like this, when you don't even dig this kind of design?" Cornelia already had a hunch, but she wanted to hear it from the horse's mouth.
And sure enough, Marcus gave her the answer she was expecting, "I styled it to your taste because I wanted us to live together."
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