"Baby, do you think I'm... too opinionated?"
Bless his heart, he knew he was playing with fire. He averted his eyes briefly before responding, "Um, sometimes." And then, when my face fell, he made a typical back-pedalling man move: "I mean, of course not!"
But it was too late. I had suspected the truth, and now I knew it for certain.
I am too opinionated.
And just in case you don't yet believe it, I hereby present Exhibit A: