Looking up from his computer screen with a sigh, he rests his chin on his left hand and looks up to the small shelf above his desk. A smile breaks out and he can't help but laugh. In the picture is he and his wife; they just got married. The memory the picture holds is of them when they were younger, it was their two year anniversary. His mum had taken the picture for them,they were sat on the couch when Layla had fallen on to his lap and they both looked up as Marie shouted 'cheese'. His arm was wrapped around her waist and she was resting on his stoach and legs. Their smiles of genuine happiness.
"Coming out for drinks tonight mate?" Brad popped his head over the desk divider.
"Sorry Brad, it's Friday"
"Oh yeah" He he laughed and wriggled hs eyebrows.
"Lay off" Colin laughed and started to get ready to leave.
"I'm jealous y'know" Brad said, now standing beside Colin.
"Why?" Colin laughed as he slung his backpack over his right shoulder.
Brad fingered the ball of rubber bands he toyed with when thinking. He smiled at his friend and sat on his desk. Colin looked at Bradley with a bewildered look.
"Whats up Bee?"
Bradley lauged and punched Colin's arm.
"Shut up, nah, it's just. How did you find her? How are you two able to stay together for so long? Don't you get bored?" He asked.
"Whoa, easy Brad"
"I didn't mean it like that, I love Layla too but, I mean you guys have been together since you were sixteen! That's been twelve years"
"Yeah" Colin laughed.
"And you know, everyday I still miss her when I don't see her and I know it's not...manly, but even I get butterflies when I see her face light up" Colin added.
"Alright you big girl! Sorry I mentioned it"
Colin laughed and slapped Bradley's back leaving the office.
"Look, I'm going to be late, Synthia won't keep the shop opened all night"
"What are you getting her this time? Lillies?"
Colin saluted Brad and signed out of the building before leaving and getting in his car. With the music on, he sang along happily. Stopping on his way home only to pick up a bouquet of flowers; every Friday he brought Layla home a new Bouquet. With a wave, Colin ran out of the flower shop and started his car; he was late.
Rushing up the stairs and to the front door of his house. He took a breath and composed himself and opened the door. The smell of Paprika and chicken hitting him, he grinned and sighed in contentment.
"Honey, I'm home!" He laughed to himself.
"Hey babe ! I'll be two seconds hold on!"
Layla clattered about the kitchen, finishing off the dinner. Once she was satisfied she hurried out of her apron and put her spoon down and ran out into the hallway. Colin dropped his bag and produced the bouquet of flowers to his wife.
"Oh Sweetheart they're lovely!"
"I knew you'd like them" He smiled.
Layla fell into his arms and he wrapped them around her, the flowers hitting off Layla's back. They kissed and smiled at each other. They stared into each other's eyes, knowing that the longer they stare, the more their passions were going to grow.
"I should...put these...in...water" Layla whispered.
Colin kissed her, she closed her eyes. They were going slow but then they could feel the spark igniting.
