"Hey, Alicia," Ricardo whispers as she wanders by, a distracted look on her face, notebook in hand.
She blinks and turns towards him. "Yeah? What's up?" She puts her notebook down next to him, draping an arm around his shoulders.
"What do you think?" he asks, showing her a mock up of the latest promotional material for his wrestling company/school. "Everything look good?"
She scans it, checking for typos or inconsistencies, then turns to kiss him. "Looks great," she says with a smile. "When do you plan on publishing it?"
"Tomorrow. Thanks for giving it a look, sometimes I stare at this stuff for so long, I lose all ability to see any errors."
She giggles. "My pleasure," she murmurs, giving him another kiss. "And thank you for staying quiet, it's so hard to get all three kids to sleep at once."
"I try," he says. "Sometimes it's easier than other times."
She nods, her hair tickling his cheek. "Oh, I definitely understand that."
Ricardo glance over at her notebook. "Working on something fun?"
"Gear ideas," she sighs. "I don't know if I'm even sure what works as wrestling gear anymore, so much has changed since my last official match."
"Mm," Ricardo muses. "Maybe you could talk to some of the people at the school. They all seem to have their fingers on the pulse of what's hot, what's not."
Alicia's eyes light up. "That's a great idea," she gasps. "What would I do without you?"
He leans into her as she peppers his face with kisses. "luckily for us both, you'll never have to find out," he murmurs.
"I'm very glad to hear that," she sighs, settling down in his lap and draping her arms around him, smiling as he holds her close.