William came home late at night, drunk, and smelling like alcohol.

You then said, "Come on William, let's get you to bed." You sighed, trying to walk him up the stairs.

You laid him down on the bed and tried to kiss his cheek. He glared at you, not being able to recognize you. He then said, "What are you doing?" You replied, "Why can't I kiss you?" He drunkenly pushed you away, glaring at you, and said, "Only my husband gets to kiss me."