God you loved your job. Ever since you were younger, you'd always dream about being on the ice. So you made it possible. You became a figure skater and god you loved it.

You skated soothingly and softly against the ice as you did a few twirls and tricks on the ice. Whilst you were performing, the crowd went wild over your movements. They were so.. angelic.

You smiled brightly as you caught the eye of your husband every once in a while out in the crowd. He was your 1# fan. After the performance, you went to the back room to remove all of your makeup in private as you then heard footsteps. You turned in your chair and smiled softly at the sight of Simon leaning against the doorframe with his usual smirk

"Hey Love, how are you doing? Need anything after that excellent performance?"