Pocket Chocolate

Back at the dim and distant dawn of time, I met my Beloved, and we experienced great joy on sharing our first box of chocolates. The Beloved enjoys the dark chocolates, and the ones with nuts or nougat. On the other hand, my preference is for the orange and strawberry creams. We meet in the middle ground of caramels, both hard and soft.

Every so often I will buy a box of chocolates. These are bought with the understanding that any of the chocolates I don't want will be shared with the Beloved. 

Recently a new twist has been added to the sharing. It's 'pocket chocolate'. The a chocolate unwanted by me is hidden in the Beloved's pocket. It's not an every day thing, and sometimes it takes him ages to find the pocket chocolate. For a while, the longest from hide to consume was the one put in a pocket of his rucksack. It was about 10 days. However, it took over two weeks for the one secreted in his dressing gown pocket to be found. 

It's just a silly, fun way of distributing chocolates. The Beloved never knows when one is going to be found. It's always a surprise. 

It's always a surprise, even when he is wearing the hoodie when I'm hiding it. We know how to play.