Being with someone who was dangerously attractive could be tricky. Especially when he gathered a flock of admirers everywhere he went.

Joss' shoulders rose and fell with a breath. She stood near the door of the restaurant, spotting John at a small table. Just a couple tables down sat two women. One in her thirties the other in her twenties. Both starstruck by the man sitting all by himself at the small table. They sat waiting to catch his eye, whispering to each other, no doubt trying to determine if they would go over and speak to the out-of-this-world fine man just several feet away.

A small laugh bubbled in Joss's stomach. John's many admirers used to threaten her. Made her insecure knowing that John would always have an offer to go outside their marriage. Sometimes in their early days after 'I do' it made her worry that he would seek the comforts of another woman, if an argument got too heated, or if she remained too spirited.

But those worries ceased just as quickly as they came. She couldn't worry or doubt. Not when John came home to her every night. He still climbed into their bed, even when they were at odds. He smothered her in sleep, insisting they have as much physical contact as possible, even while they rested.

She watched him take a sip of his water, while looking out the window. The glass touched his lips. Lips that still kissed her with a passion of a man who had been without a woman for twenty years. Lips that always expressed his love for her.

She smirked admiring the man she called her husband. He did look good. Good enough did eat.

She surveyed the women. Their hair sleek and styled. Cute knee high dresses fit to their slim figures, and three and half inch heels covered pedicured feet. It was a far cry from her heeled boots, gray slacks and matching blazer. The only change she had made was removing her ponytail so her curls could toss around her face. She wasn't as young as the women. And her body had seen better days. Especially before giving birth to the babies John had impregnated her with. But when she woke up each morning, it was her face, that John stared at with a smile. Her face that he caressed with awe. She was the woman he couldn't get enough of.

With a growing smile she picked up her feet passing the flirty women, who she knew still hadn't paid her existence any mind. Their eyes remained glued to John. As Joss approached John looked up. His eyes lit with excitement as his gaze roamed over her from head to toe. He stood before she reached the table and pulled her to him.

The women gawked in awe, staring briefly at each other before returning to the scene unfolding.

They pulled away, but John held her face for a kiss. He lingered and Joss was forced to give his chest a gentle push to force them a part, needing him to remember they were in public. With a knowing look, he pulled out her chair, waiting until she sat before he returned to his seat.

He grabbed her hand, the one that graciously flaunted her wedding ring. Joss could practically hear the shattering of the hearts of the women.

Their waitress came, her shock at the woman who finally joined the handsome loner, appeared on her face before she could correct the look. After they gave her their orders her feet remained rooted in their place.

"Are you his wife?" she asked hesitantly, watching Joss carefully.

Unbelievable, even the waitress was under his spell, Joss thought before smiling coyly. "Yes, I am."

"Oh. Well, you two make a lovely couple. How'd you get so lucky?"

Joss opened her mouth, but John spoke in her stead. "You should be asking me that." The waitress' gaze shifted only to see that John's eyes were fixed on Joss. "I didn't deserve her." He shrugged. "I still don't. But she puts up with me. And still hangs around." He kissed her knuckles. "Like I said I'm the lucky one."

Smiling the waitress ducked her chin. "I'll be right back with your order." She said softly even though it was obvious the couple no longer noticed her presence.

Hands still joined, Joss stroked the back of John's strong hand with her thumb, staring into the eyes that held so much love for her. Yeah, she didn't need to waste time being jealous. One look in his eyes made it clear that John had no problem letting the world know he belonged to her.

I got this idea last night and wrote it this morning. I am working on more stories, but I've refrained from posting just yet because I want the story to be mostly complete before I posting, but I plan to have more coming. Thanks to all who read and review!