Garrett(107)

“Forty years. Can you believe it?”

“Seems like just yesterday we were hopping into bed on our first date. You were quite the seductress.”

“Still am,” I affirm.

“That you are,” he says in a low rumble, a sound that never fails to make my heart race.

“Happy anniversary, baby,” I tell him. “Best forty years of my life.”

“Best of mine too. And we still have a lot of living still to do.”

“Yes, we do, my love. Yes we do.”