"Excuse me," someone says. Tony and I pause on our way out of the bar, turning to see an elderly woman smiling at us. She presses her hands to both of our shoulders. "I have to tell you both -- you are the hottest couple I've ever seen, and the way you two look at each other is amazing."
"Thank you," Tony says, looking at me and smiling.
"That's so nice of you to say," I add.
"I'm not kidding! I am just stunned by how beautiful you two are." She turns to her friends and gestures toward us. "Aren't they the hottest couple you've ever seen?! This is a HOT couple. Hottest couple in the bar!"
When I look at Tony, he's smiling at me, flattered, happy.
One of his buddies claps him on the shoulder, and he turns, greeted by a beer.
The elderly woman takes my hand when Tony's not looking and rubs it gently.
"You are a good woman, honey," she says, nodding at me. "I don't mean to interrupt. I just saw you two over there, and the way you look at him, and the way you touch him and talk to him, I can tell you two are in love and made for each other."
"I love him so much..." I admit, smiling and taking her hand.
"I can see that. You two look so good together. You take care of him."
"Happily," I say, and we both laugh. "And thank you for saying that, really. He's been having such a rough day. It's so nice to see him smile genuinely again."
"Oh, honey," she says, nodding at me knowingly. But before she can continue...
"Babe," Tony says, reaching for me and taking my hand.
"It was nice meeting you," I say to her, and we smile at one another before I take Tony's hand and let him pull me away.
Out in the cold, Tony kisses me on the cheek and whispers in my ear. "Hottest couple in the bar," he says quietly, and I laugh. "You heard her, Babe. It's true."
"That was really sweet," I say.
"How many times have people stopped us now to tell us how great we are together?"
"I don't even know," I laugh. I've lost count of the many times people have stopped us to tell us that. I've never been in a relationship like this before.
"I love it," Tony says. "It makes me feel good."
"Good, baby," I say, touching his face gently. He kisses me again.
We are so lucky to have each other.