"Honey, I'm home!" Every single day, hearing those words sent shivers of delight to Laura Petrie's skin. Her heart skipped a beat. She got nervous because she wondered what state of disarray she'd be in that day. But it all disappeared when they would lock eyes. Suddenly they weren't just Rob coming home from work as a successful comedy writer, or Laura the happy homemaker anymore.

In those seconds, they were Rob and Laura Petrie, two people meshed into one, a team and best friends. One heart beating. And their love had drizzled into a small bubbly boy who sneaked in between them when they thought the coast was clear.

Other couples had marriages when they weren't too happy, there were allegations and rumours of couples getting into fits of rage and accidents happening. In that home at 148 Bonnie Meadow Road, they disagreed on a lot but in the end, they'd compromise by not being able to get enough of each other and it would turn into agreements.

Even during dinner, they flirtatiously touched and sneaked glances at each other, like a special secret they shared, and they were in on a mission against the world.

Laura was oversensitive, but without it, she wouldn't have been what he wanted when they met. He loved all of her for it. Rob wasn't too serious and the man loved his work, devoted to it really, sometimes she thought more than he was with Ritchie and herself. But the man she so dearly loved provided for them both and for the better, they were really quite privileged.

Those nights when those feelings would escalate, the beds would be joined together or Laura would sneak into Rob's bed and give a different kiss-it-better than what Rob would see her lavish their son with if he grazed his knee.

As lovers, they were frankly progressive and unashamed to explore that sacred intimacy they had when the late hours of the night dragged, their time together that was short but fulfilling.

In between passionate kisses and caresses, Rob drunk on love whispered how he had dreams to make a sketch out of it all— the true scope of a wife and husband's relationship making Laura blush knowing it was the sixties and unacceptable for such talk.

He grinned cheekily, because Laura was his equal, they were seemingly pushing ahead of the times but ultimately they chose to keep it for themselves.

When the time was right, maybe someday it would be groundbreaking.

It was what strengthened their marriage, that honest friendship of theirs, one of the many reasons why they weren't miserable. The fuel that sent Rob to be inspired every day at the office with jokes to the dozen, and Laura to prepare a delicious meal, tending to make their family home peaceful and pretty while singing to herself with a skip in her step every day.

No, they were far from perfect, the Petries. It seemed a match made in heaven with blessings though, and that was enough for them in a lifetime.