Exactly as read.

He goes hunting a lot. I was getting out of his truck to enter his house and he casually comes up to me, all proud like a toddler, and holds up a dead pigeon in his hand. I scream and hop back into the truck, slamming and bolting the door. MF then proceeds to spread the pigeon’s wings and coo about how pretty it was. 

But “smh” according to him, “I’m such a princess/ city girl.”

Thank you so much and okie <333 

I’m enjoying him a lot. I’ve never had someone who I can roast one minute and compliment and be sweet to the next. It is pretty awesome.