You two were the classic lovey dovey cupple, smothering each other in kisses every chanse you get. When you would get hit on, like you usually do. He would make sure they knew you were taken.

Today you and him were on a little shopping spree to get clothes, as as expected. A man, came up to you, Michael could see you getting uncomfortable, so he came over. He gently pulled you to him as he placed his hands softly on your lower back, he smiled down at you and whispered softly....

"Ma chérie..."