Lucky me...

I walked into the kitchen and found my husband cooking.
He never cooks.
And of course (cus i am a girl)...
I asked him what he had done?

Why was he so nice to me?
Was he cheating on me or did he breake something in the apartment?

He kissed me, caressed my hair and answered;
I just love you.

Someone will get lucky right in time for dessert...