Chris had taken you and his pretty girls to the beach for a nice relaxing day. You two switched off when playing with your daughters, accommodating as one wanted to make sand castles and the other wanted to go in the water.

After they had seen the tiny shack, your girls had incessantly begged for ice cream, which your husband was so gracious enough to get for them. Though, he had been gone for a while, you were starting to get worried. Until you saw a random woman standing oddly close to him, which was resulting in Chris’s awkward neck scratch.

“Girls, let’s go get Daddy, yeah? You want your ice cream.”

The two little ones ran, your youngest trying to keep up with her older sister before you hoisted her to rest on your hip, leaving her to play with your sunglasses. The lady seemed to get closer to Chris’s, leaving with a nervous blush, which she mistook for attraction. Just before Chris could tell her off again, the beautiful sound of daughter’s voices rang out in delight.

“Daddy!”

Behind his eldest, walked you with your youngest, sunglasses resting on your pretty nose, the rock on your hand shining proudly, and a tug of a frown on your gorgeous lips. Were you jealous? Of course, but you knew he loved you. That’s why he gave you a ring and two girls. In his eyes, Chris locked you down.