“Did you see that?” his wife whispered to him with sudden, youthful excitement.
Over the years, he’s loved how her whispers can echo throughout him. And how the sweetness of her voice can raise the hairs on his arms – how her sound can tingle.
Never more than two pulses away from her, he looks to where her eyes are currently transfixed.
“Did you see that my love?” she whispers again, although this time more to herself in disbelief, than to her husband next to her.
He smiles, softly. He didn’t see it, and he doesn’t mind, because that doesn’t really matter. He sees and hears everything he could possibly want for, standing next to his love, feeling the hairs on his arms raise again.
Prompted by link here.