Heather and Matthew fought their way through the crowd to get to their seats before the showing of Cabaret began. It was Matthew’s first time attending a musical, and he had been somewhat hesitant to go at all. “Ouch!” Heather whispered, “You stepped on my toe.”
“I’m sorry, it’s so fucking dark in here, I can barely see my own hand, Heather. You okay?”
“Haha I know. Yeah, I’m fine baby.” She said as she gave his ass a little pinch.
Just as they made it to their seats at the very top of the stairs in the old fashioned theater, the aisle lights came on. “Wow, you have got to be kidding me.” Michael said. He looked up at her, and, just like most times he looked at her, he felt pretty damn lucky. “Wow, babe. I know I always tell you you’re beautiful, but… “ he put his hand up to her face and brushed her cheek“you look so unbelievably sexy right now.”