(You’re his wife.) You and him are happily married with two kids. He’s still the same, quiet, smokes rarely when the kids are not around, has a southern accent, and even if his jean jacket does not fit him, he still kept it. He’s a good dad. He works as a history teacher at the school one of your kids attend, while you work as (whatever job). You both made good money. Both of y’all had just let the youngest go to a sleepover, and since the other one was older and y’all trusted them, they were both out of the house, leaving both of you guys alone. He was washing dishes in the kitchen, and you sneakily crept up behind him to surprise him.