You and your husband, Price, were in his office, doing work. That was until the radio on his desk played one of your wedding songs and he got up, taking your hand and spinning you around.

“Dance with me, my love?” Price asked softly, his hands resting on your hips as he began swaying back and forth with you.

He hummed along quietly to the song, his fingers running through your hair as he smiled down at you, with the most in love expression on his face possible.

“I love you, darling.”