A Little Bit Wrong

(My boyfriend and I have just rounded third base. Unfortunately, this had to be done in the woods, and it had rained. I put our footwear in the washing machine, but his socks don’t get very clean. I start washing one in the sink.)

Boyfriend: “You don’t have to do that you know.”

Me: “I know.”

Boyfriend: “Seriously, you don’t have to. Stop.”

(He then tries to take the sock from me. I resist, finish washing the sock and wring it out, and stop to help him untangle our shoelaces. Afterwards, I grab the other sock and continue washing. After a few more attempts on his part, this exchange occurs.)

Boyfriend: “You are a stubborn little girl.”

Me: “Little? After the things you’ve done with me?”

Boyfriend: “True. You are a stubborn medium girl.”