You and your husband rested quietly on his bed in honor of his vacation. Your body was on top of his, and your husband’s hands gently massaged your back, exploring every curve and shape. You could hear the beating of his brave heart, and the sounds of rain outside the window made it a beautiful composition that you could hear forever.

“how will we spend this evening, dear?...”

He hugged you tighter, afraid that if he let you go, he would never hug you again.