Drabble for the prompt: Reach for the stars

It is a perfect summer night, just cool enough that the warmth of his arms wrapped around her wards off the chill. They lay gazing at the night sky, naming constellation, keeping a hopeful eye that they may spy a flash of the Friendship 7 carrying John Glenn around the Earth.

"Would you go out there if you could?" Lucien asks as his hand waves towards the sky.

"I don't know. I might."

"Really?"

"I mean wouldn't it be exciting to look down on Earth from the heavens and actually be able to come back down." Jean laughs at herself. "What about you Lucien? You want to go fly among the stars?"

"No, my dear, I am perfectly content right here with you."

"What if I decided to go? Would you come with me?"

"Aaah, that is an unfair question because you know I would follow you anywhere." He rolls on his side to face his wife, draping his arm across her stomach, as she continues searching the great vastness of the endless sky.

"Look! Over there. Could that be it?" Jean's eyes sparkle with the prospect that she is catching a glimpse of the spacecraft.

Lucien's eyes never veer from watching her. His beautiful Jean in his arms. He has no need to reach for the stars when everything he longs for is at his fingertips. "Yes, I think it is."

She turns her head to see his eyes on her longingly. "You didn't even look did you?"

"I didn't have to. I saw it through you and that is the best way to see it."

Jean rolls herself closer in his embrace bringing her lips to his. Her hand tracing the lines of his beard. Their love under the night sky brought the stars to them, together, always.