The BF never opens my work bag. Which is why, for the last few weeks, I have been hiding "Leo" in there for some stealth knitting on the bus.
The other night he went to put a jar of hot chocolate in there for me to take to work. (Which is really, really thoughtful). Apparently my face was a picture of absolute horror. He said that he didn't see anything - some needles and he couldn't make out the wool because it was dim in the hallway.
But now he knows, kind of - he certainly knows I'm "up to something" as he put it.
I just can't believe that I have been working on this since August and less than two weeks from Christmas, he rumbles it.
Damn, damn, damn, damn, DAMN!!!