Forever

Alicia looked at her husband, smiling as he looked down at her, kissing her chastely as they spun in slow circles. He didn't want to try anything more than that – the man may be a great chaser, but on the ground, he couldn't tell his left from his right half the time. It was quite the joke with his students – when she was in a white dress that was down to her feet.

"So…I'm having a hard time remembering…was it love at first sight? Or did you have to give up and just try something with me because I refused to dislodge myself from your head?" He chuckled.

"Definitely the later. Do you know how long I had to look to find out where you worked?" Alicia smiled.

"I forget."

"Three. Bloody. Fucking. Weeks. Forever!" he smiled before he kissed her. "And I am so. Fucking. Happy. That I didn't give up. Because then I would not have you. In my arms. In my bed. In my life. I would be continually lost. My left feet would have no one to correct them." Alicia laughed as he snuggled to the crook of his neck. "Maybe it was love at first irritation."