I was the new rookie on our college's hockey team. you were interning with our team dietician. when I first met you, I fell in love with you. but the other guys on the team were like older brothers to you, so they were protective. they told me to be careful.

when you mentioned that you needed a French tutor, I automatically offered. you gratefully excepted. the tricky part was that I didn't know a lick of French.

time skip a couple of months, and we both fell in love with each other and are now going out. I bring you home for Christmas, and one morning, you leave my room and go downstairs. you find out from my parents that I didn't know French.

I wake up when you're back in my room shaking my shoulder. "Hey houston?" You whisper.

"y-yes baby?" I mumble, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Were you ever going to tell me you didn't know Spanish?"

I sigh, "Well...yes,"

"Oh really?"

"Yes," I say, looking at you.

"When?"

"50 years after we were married,"