Coming home tired and in no mood because even your husband didn’t congratulate you on your birthday. The house was dark and suspiciously quiet.

you opened the door to the bedroom and saw the room was in dim romantic light, with candles and rose petals on the bed. And your husband Chris is sitting on the couch with a red ribbon tied in the shape of a bow on his right wrist. He had no top on, leaving his torso exposed.

"Happy birthday my lady." Chris said playfully, grinning