The next people on my manual scan were the protocol team. Look at them in their smart suits. How can your biceps and six-packs be poking your suit?
It is less that they have the biggest muscles around, and more like they bought suits a couple of sizes too small.
How long do I have to wait before I come up in someone’s scan? Not just someone, but in the scan of a guy that is my kind of guy.
I never thought of this before, am I my spec’s spec?
They had caught me. Truly, I was lost in thought. But how can I tell them I was thinking about how to get a husband?
Hold on. They were the ones that put this thought in my head. I wasn’t thinking about getting married until our discussion yesterday.
My name is Happiness, and I am on a journey to the Altar. I forgot to mention, I am single and searching. I am not searching for a boyfriend, I am actually still looking for the one who will ask my hand in marriage and take me to the altar.