I couldn't help but be a little afraid, but I knew he would never hurt me. I plaster on what I think is a seductive smile "Do you want a slice husband?" I say as I cut a piece of cake and put it on a platter. He seemed to mentally shake himself before smiling and walking towards me. He planted his lips on my forehead "Good afternoon wife of mine" "had a good day" I ask. He then hugs me tightly, "It is now" he says

I offer the cake and he takes it with gratitude. He takes a seat at the ...