Anniversary

It's been just 5 short years that I've been with the man. My boyfriend. Not my husband, or even fiance... Isn't that nice?

...

At least I don't have to date anymore. I had a habit of picking the greatest guys ever.

In college this guy asked me out. Over and over and over. I finally say yes, just to shut him up.

He takes me into the city to some restaurant, then we go for a walk in Central Park. Why do my dates always wind up here? Anyway...

While we're walking he says:

"Got cold, didn't it?"

"Yeah. You want my jacket?" I joked.

"Sure" he says.

He takes it.
He puts it on.
He wears it home.

He hands it back to me before we part ways and says,

"I can't take it home. My wife will ask questions"

Yep.