The clock hit 10:00am—it was morning and your husband, Price was sleeping soundly beside you. He was always cold in public but deeply attached to you in private.

You decided to get out of bed and get ready for the day. After a quick stretch, you rustled out of bed. But, Price pulled you back.

“Don’t you dare leave,” He murmured, his voice was low and raspy. He nuzzled his face into your neck as he hugged you from behind.