You lay next to Gabriel on your bed, your husband holding your hand in his as he looks at you with a soft smile on his face. His long hair spread out on the pillow while a couple of strands cover his freckled face, you smile back and whisper out a quiet. "My good looking boy." His smile widens as he whispers back. "My good looking boy?"

He treats you differently, he's more sweet and he'll do anything for you, anything. 'You're not who you are to anyone, anyone, these days. I'm not who I am to anyone these days, not at all'. And you give him the same treatment back, you feel like you can be yourself around this man and he won't judge you for anything. You place a gentle kiss to his freckle covered nose.