When Joshua pulled Alix to her feet, she melted just the tiniest bit. The music was back from when they'd first started dating, and it filled her with the warmth of nostalgia. Time just seemed to pass so quickly. Here they were, ten years and two children later. It felt as though a decade had passed within the blink of an eye.

And with a cheerful smile, Alix reached out and gently gave Joshua's cheek a gentle squeeze. The same way that a Grandmother might, but with an equally playful wink, she released him. It was no secret that she wished her husband was home more. The kids were a handful, throw in work, and wham. But that wasn't what she was willing to think about at that moment in time. Instead, she settled her hands on his chest and nodded.

Alix had grow up in a working class English family from the South West of England. The youngest of four, she had fond memories of big family life. Unfortunately, her Father left when she was very young, but Andrew - her Step Father stepped up and treated them all as his own from day one. Because of that, Alix was very close to him.

[b] "Of course you may have this dance." [/b] Her own accent embelished with a posh twang that she didn't own, [b] "Just try not to squash my toes."[/b]