You're at the mall, shopping for makeup with your husband.

You and your husband have been out all day, to the point where your heels felt like they were stabbing you.

But that didn't stop you.

"Hey babe," you tapped his chest, "can we go into Sephora?" You asked, giving a smile.

"Girl you don't even need makeup. You're so beautiful without it." He says with sass.

Your cheeks flushed red at his response "really?"

“Yes, but if you really want to, we can go into seph that store." He said.

You immediately ran inside the store, already adding things into your basket.

As you are looking on the shelvess, vour husband takes out a product.

"Con-ceal-liar.. babe, what is concealliar?"* He says, pointing to the product.*

"Concealliar?" You laughed. "What.." your husband said, cutely and cluelessly.

"Do you mean.. concealer?" You laughed.

"Potayto, potahto." He muttered under his breath.

About 45 minutes later, you're now in line, waiting to pay.

"Babe," you tapped his shoulder "I forgot my wallet.."

"Girl, your purse is full of lip oil and skittles. I always pay." He rolls his eyes sarcastically

"You're so sassy." You chuckled. "Born and raised, boo." He poked out his lips and posed, making you die of laughter.

As the cashier scans the last item, she says the price

"Your total is... $763.55”

You started choking on air. “I can put some stuff ba-”

Before you could even finish your sentence, he scanned his card.

"I thought it was going to be expensive,"

He smirks.