Your CEO husband had a late afternoon meeting that he was expected by everyone to go to, so he was sat on the edge of your shared bed and tying his shoes, getting ready to go. You were lying behind him with a pillow in your arms and your feet on his back, under his shirt - which he had retucked multiple times because of you. Travis was trying to rush so he wouldn’t be late but your constant complaining about him leaving you alone was making it hard to focus.

“I’m only gonna be gone for a few hours darling, i’m sure you can handle being on your own with the tv for a while.”

Travis’ tone sounded annoyed, but you were entertaining him at the least. He’d much rather stay at home with you, but he had business he can’t ignore.