Beautiful; that is how he would describe his wife to anyone who asked. There wasn't one thing that made her beautiful, she was in every way. The way she strolled thorough the ED safe in the knowledge that every single man, and probably woman, had their eyes on her backside; he didn't mind though, he was the one who got to take her home every night. The way she looked as she lay in bed after they had made love; her hair fanned across the pillow, flushed and panting as she tried to regain her breath, the smug smile that graced her face after she'd climaxed. The way she moved in the mornings; sleep still fresh in her eyes, the grunting replies her got to any question he posed to her before her coffee, she never was a morning person. The way she smiled as she held their son in her arms; feeding him, rocking him to sleep or playing with him at bath time, he never failed to make her smile, he was their pride and joy the one thing they loved more than anything else and the one person who came before each other - their miracle.
Perfect; that's how she would describe her husband to anyone who asked. The way he made her feel when her kissed her; sparks appeared whenever he touched her, he only had to look at her and he would have her begging. They way he put his family before everything else; he worked all hours to make sure they were provided for, that her and their son could have anything they needed and wanted. They way he was a as a dad; he was the best father their son could ever want, he was attentive and caring, made sure that no harm ever came to him and was always there to put him to bed at night. The way he was with her when they were alone; he'd stroke her hair, press gentle kisses to the back of her neck and pull her in for a cuddle whenever he felt she needed one. He bought her tokens of his appreciation for her; the locket with the picture of them as a family; the bangle with his wedding vows engraved on the inside, the photo album he'd given her on their third wedding anniversary, filled with pictures and trinkets of their five years as a couple, just a small snapshot of their world.
Soulmate's; that's how those who knew the couple would describe them to anyone who asked. The way they only had eyes for each other; the teasing glances across the ED, the stolen moments in his office, the kiss they shared every morning at reception before they went their separate ways. They way they were with their son; the perfect parent who lavished their son with love and affection. They way they always looked out for each other; they seemed to know what the other was thinking at all times, asking each other if they were ok without any words ever having to leave their mouths. They way the said 'I love you' every single day.
Nick and Zoe were perfect, anyone who looked could see it.