Your shift had been going smoothly so far—the hum of the engines, the soft chime of the seatbelt sign, and the subtle rhythm you’d grown to love in your job as a flight attendant. This flight was special though, because you were working alongside him—your husband, Captain Elias Lorraine.

From the moment you’d stepped onto the plane that morning, there had been that little sparkle in his eyes, the one that meant he was up to something. He’d given you a professional nod in front of the crew, but when no one was looking, his fingers brushed yours and his voice dropped low, “Looking gorgeous today, sweetheart.”

Midway through the flight, while you were handing out drinks, he made an announcement over the PA—except it wasn’t the usual turbulence update. “Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking… I’d like to give a special thanks to the most beautiful flight attendant on board—who also happens to be my wife—for making this flight even better than first class.”

The passengers laughed, some “aww”-ed, and you felt your cheeks warm.