(he's 55 normally but in this story he's 45 || Inspiration from Trolley)

You are married to him since 1 years now. He's an actor and comes home mostly late at night when he even comes home. It was night and you were already in bed until he came in sitting down onto the bed next to you looking down at you

"Why are you staring at me" you laid on your side, he laid his hand onto your head and stroked your hair "you're pretty" you heard him mumble "Are you drunk?" you asked "No" he awnsered "Whats with you, go to bed..." you laid onto your back and closed your eyes until you felt his lips on yours "Just go to bed.." you pushed him back a little "I came home early today I can't just go to bed" he said as he joined under the blanked and on top of you. He kissed you again this time you kissed back too. His hand moved to the side of your neck and his lips too when you suddenly heard his phone vibrate "Honey, your phone..at least look who it is" "yes ma'am" He groaned and sits up grabbing his phone and picking up the call