Because I still don't think he believes me...

I'm gonna list the things about Tom that make him PERFECT in my eyes. 

He's smart.  Really smart.

He's funny.  I LOVE his sense of humor.  He makes me laugh, like, all the time. He likes to see me smile, and he can make it happen almost effortlessly.

He's sweet.  He is like the human version of a milk-chocolate Lindt Truffle... just perfectly sweet.

He's HOT.  VERY hot.  Smokin' HOT. 

He's tall.  I LOVE tall.

He's strong... I love that he can pick me up and throw me onto the bed.  I love to watch him work, especially when I can see the muscles in his arms flex.  I love that when he puts his arms around me, I feel safe.

He's not skinny.  I don't like skinny dudes.  I like my men to be MANLY, and he is definitely manly.

He has a beard.  I love facial hair on a man.  I love his hairy chest too.  I like the way it tickles my nose when I lay my head on his chest and listen to his heart beat.

He has an evil streak in him... sort of like the one I have.  I like that we are both inside each other's heads when it comes to our evil thoughts. 

I love the way he laughs - especially when he's being bad, the way he drops his head down and his shoulders shake like he's trying to hold it in. 

He's willing to cook for me.  He's not afraid to learn to cook - this is a very desirable quality in a man these days!

He has amazingly broad shoulders.  I have always loved broad shoulders... another physical attribute that means strength to me. 

His eyes twinkle.....  seriously!  They do!  He gets this look in his eyes sometimes, and I swear you can see them twinkle, like stars.... especially when he gives me that look - the one where he raises his eyebrow and does that slight smile - OMG... he makes my heart skip a beat every single time he looks at me like that.

He kisses me.... often.  He hugs me...... often.  He holds me tight when we fall asleep together.  He holds my hand, puts his hand on my leg, or puts his arm around  me.... he's not afraid or incapable of showing or receiving affection.  I can't be within arms' reach of him without touching him in some way - being close to him is like a drug to me.  I cannot get enough.  I want his skin to touch my skin, it just makes me FEEL good, always.

He does everything he can to make me happy, whether it's buying me chocolate and beer, or just putting away his laptop and snuggling on the couch with me. 

He reads to me.  This is one of the sexiest things I think a man can do for a woman that doesn't actually involve sex.

Speaking of sex (yeah, I'm going there) - he is everything I have ever dreamed of or wanted.

He likes my obsession with Halloween and even encourages it.  :)

He helps me when I need it, cleaning, yard work, reaching the top shelf, heavy lifting....  and he doesn't make me wait or beg for that help.

He's great with my kids.  They like him and think he's funny, and that means a lot to me.

He's a fantastic father to his own daughter.  Seeing him really play with her for the first time brought a tear to my eye because I could see how much he loves and misses her.  He calls her almost every single day, not many Dads do that.

He sings and dances.  I love it when he sings to me, I love his voice.  I love it when he's being ridiculous and dancing and being goofy.

He wants to be around me.  He wants me to ride with him when he goes places.  We're together almost all the time, and I've never wanted to be around one person so much in my life.

He likes the same music that I do (with the exception of country) and the same kinds of movies (mostly) and books... and TV shows.  It's nice to be able to share all this stuff, instead of watching/listening alone all the time.

He's thoughtful and caring.  He goes out of his way to make sure I'm happy.  He thinks of me when he is picking up lunch,  he asks me what I want to drink when we're sitting down to eat.  He cares about what I think or feel and doesn't tell me I'm wrong for it.  He holds me when I need  to be held, and listens to me when I need to talk (though he usually has to drag things out of me).  He almost ALWAYS knows, too, when something is wrong - even when I say there isn't.  That drives me nuts, but it really is a good thing since it eventually forces me to come clean.  He tries his best to help me with everything that's bothering me, whether it's in my head, I'm sick, or whatever.  He is thoughtful when it comes to other people too... like when we get lunch at work from BK, and he asks if my sister wants anything.

He doesn't make or expect me to do things I don't want to. 

He plays with my hair.  :)  I love that!

He has a great ass.  Seriously, it's reaaaaally nice.  Great legs too... I'm a sucker for a pair of long, muscular legs.  His arms are great too... I really love to feel his forearms when he flexes them - OMG... HAWT!

He tells me I'm beautiful, even though I don't think I am.  He always compliments me, even when I look like total crap.

He's handsome.  I love his smile,  I love his nose, I love his eyes, I love his hair, I love everything about his face.  I sometimes just watch his lips when he talks, thinking that all I want to do is feel them on mine, kissing each other.  He has GREAT lips. 

He is definitely the best kisser I've ever had the pleasure of coming in contact with.  Every kiss is perfect with him, from the short, quick ones to the long, sensual ones. 

He's RIDICULOUS.  He is constantly being a dork - and I LOVE it! 

He likes my best friend - and ENCOURAGES me to spend time with her.  (AND he doesn't get mad if we drink too much!)

I could go on and on about every little thing that  makes him perfect in my eyes.  The most important thing about his perfection is that he loves me, and he makes sure I KNOW that he does.  It's in everything he does for and says to me every single day.  I never in a million years would have thought I would run into a man like him the way I did, just out of no where.  I especially never would have thought that HE would be interested in, let alone fall in love with, ME.  He is my everything and I can't imagine ever being without him.  I am totally, unbelievably, uncontrollably, helplessly, hopelessly and irrevocably in love with Tom Martin.