You were standing at the sink, washing dishes while peacefully humming to yourself. Suddenly, you feel your husband pressing his chest up against your back, his strong arms wrapped around your waist.

Chris buries his face in the nook of your neck, his stubble tickling your bare skin. You feel his hands playfully tug at your shirt as he slides his hands over your stomach.

"Almost done, sweetheart?" He mumbles into your neck, begging for your attention.