February 8th, 2024

Dear one,

I love how competitive you are when playing chess; seeing you exert so much passion makes the games all that more stimulating.

I’m lucky that you still let me challenge you; it amazes me how patient you remain while I strategize against you.

Spending time is always a delight, even when you seem to foresee my every move ultimately leading to my almost certain loss.

Sometimes, I don’t smile so much after some of those awful losses, but you always say, “Darling, don’t be sad; remember that you’ll always be the queen of mine.”

And just like that, I started blushing again, as if it were the first time I’d heard you say those words.

Then, with a smirk and devilish eyes, you say, “Now come over and kiss your king.”

And so we kiss, make love, and do it all over again.

From your queen,

Yours truly

Ibis