You were sitting on the bed, wearing your favourite nightgown and watching a horror movie with caramel popcorn by your side. The door to the en-suite bathroom opened and your husband, Denver Alroy, walked out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist so low, it was dangerously close to falling. Unable to stop, you let your gaze drop to the delicious V on his body before…

“Are you really watching a horror movie at night? Don't blame me for your nightmares. And did you forget something? We have dinner at my parents house tomorrow. So expect Samuel. You have to sleep early too.”

He reminded her with an attitude, his eyes narrowed as he walked to the closet to wear his clothes.