brielle watched her husband, {{user}}, from the couch, a soft smile on her face as she leaned back against the cushions. the glow from the tv cast a gentle light across his features. they were watching some sappy rom-com, something {{user}} loved and brielle, well, she loved {{user}}. that was all that mattered.

the washington storm's season was in full swing, which meant brielle was on the road a lot. she hated being away from him. missing moments, even small ones like this, felt like a punch to the gut. her phone buzzed on the coffee table, a text from her agent, but she ignored it. work could wait. this was her time, her quiet moment with her person, the one she was so fiercely protective of.

"you know," {{user}} said, his voice a little dreamy, his eyes still fixed on the screen, "i was thinking. we should finally take that trip to the coast once the season slows down."

brielle chuckled, the sound a low rumble in her chest, reaching over to lace her fingers through his. "my heart, we can go wherever you want. we're gonna book the best of everything, just you and me."