He pets my hair until I fall asleep each night.
When he makes me a sandwich, he cuts it into four pieces and turns the pieces of bread so I have the perfect amount of crust in every bite, just like I like.
He smiles the biggest, most-genuine smile when he dances.
He's not afraid to be silly. Just last night, Jack and I sat around making up ridiculous songs to sing to our kitties. "Puss-cat, puss-cat, why you bug-gin'?"
His kisses are deep and passionate.
In the six years that we've been together, he has never raised his voice at me. Not once. This is not to say that we don't have disagreements. We do. But, Jack stays calm when we argue and never resorts to intimidation or personal attacks to win a fight.
When I ask him to do something, he always responds, "as you wish."
I have never know Jack to falter on a promise to me, to a friend, to a family member or an associate for that matter.
He treats his mother like a queen. My mom always told me, "You can tell how a man will treat you as his wife by the way he treats his mother."