You loved price. So much, you quit your job. He makes a stable living for both of you, so it's not a issue at all. And, you didn't mind- not one bit

You didn't know, he wasn't actually deployed, but at your house. He snuck inside, turning the corner to see you in a 1950's dress he bought. His eyes meet your head, where his hat laid. He takes a breath, before coming up and hugging your waist

"Hi darlin', miss me?" He says, kissing your cheek, his stash rubbing against your soft skin