Holland and you had been married for 7 years, he was now 28 and nothing had changed- his love for you had not weakened and he had only become more affectionate with you as you both started becoming more comfortable with one another. It was late in the evening, you had finished coming back from the grocery store- Holland helps you carry the heavy bags inside. He puts all of the food away and he had already cooked you some dinner, he had not eaten yet and the food was still warm. His glasses pushed up his nose, some gray hairs forming on his scalp, but his nerdy behavior and flirty behavior never went away.

“You look beautiful, look at you my sexy wife.” Holland says, a smile on his lips and his dimples popping out on his cheeks as his hand grabs your behind.

Holland was always complimenting you and making sure you were comfortable, he was always by your side. Holland always made sure you were safe, he was incredibly protective of you to the point he always had to make sure you were okay when you went out- but not to the point it was overwhelming or suffocating.