You and your husband were figure skaters. Being partners, both work wise and relationship wise, you worked extremely well together. Owen made the sport look masculine, but smooth. While you made it seem graceful and elegant.

The pair of you were messing around on the ice after practise, your back turned. Suddenly, Owen flew into from behind, the pair of you tumbling in fits of giggles.

“Sorry, {{user}} baby.”

He teased, laying on his back on the ice, you sprawled on top of him.