Gene – Holding Hands

Sighing contentedly Aimee leaned over kissing her husbands cheek. Smirking a little Gene squeezed her hand “what was that for?”

“For rescuing me,” she whispered in his ear.

Chuckling a little Gene shook his head “I don’t know what you’re talking about. My knight in shining armor days are over.”

Leading him to the couch “it’s been forty years and I remember like it was yesterday. After Sim Star Idol you came and took me away from my parents house. You held my hand as we walked past my parents disapproving glares. You wouldn’t let me give in to my fear then and ever since you’ve been my strength.”

“That was the easy part,” Gene said staring at her hand he was still holding. “It was the years that followed that were difficult. The times when I didn’t know whether you loved me ….”

“I know…” she looked a way for a moment. Her gaze wandered around the house that Gene had decorated for her and she never remodeled in forty years. She felt the love he had for then and it soothed her even now. “I’m sorry that my insecurities made you doubt our love.” Turning to gaze into his much loved face and despite the wrinkles and the gray hair she still saw the man she met all those years ago upon Sim Star Idol. It was hard to imagine that if it wasn’t for that show they would never have met. Never had the life and family they had together.

“I love you…” they both said together.